The Last Day

The Last Day 

 When he comes for me 
I will argue with the man in black
Open a bottle of wine.
When he tells me to hurry I will ignore him
I will open a tin of tunny fish 
Never drink on empty stomach.
 I will walk to my funeral 
Criticise the flower arrangement  
Give the last orders burp and die.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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