Vintage Cal
I attended the funeral of a friend 10 years ago.
It was by far the most unpretentious of funerals.
Notwithstanding, it was real, vintage, and genuine.
The face of the funeral looked identical to my friend.
The body was well done, but I'm speaking of the character
of the funeral itself. Like my friend Cal, it was the real McCoy.
071221PS
Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2021
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