The Funeral Parlor
Funeral parlour
A man who has spent his whole life as a seafarer
inherited his uncle´s funeral home, s his uncle had said.
The business was rather slow he had to advertise
making it sound enticing-
So, he wrote in the local paper:” If you die here there is
5% off all caskets” and a smiling girl in shorts pointing
to a nice coffin.
After two months and no business, he rang his shipping office
wanted his old job back.
No wonder, the shipping clerk said you should not write
death, but “pass over” Oh!!! No one told me this and anyway
I have closed the business the coffins are full of dust.
Copyright © Jan Hansen | Year Posted 2020
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