Wrong Sent
I went to a church filled with white
Beds of roses scattered in the site
I stepped aside for the dashing bride
Coming down the aisle, a rushing groom with pride.
I was asked why I am dressed all-black?
I said I was invited for necrological.
Everybody nodded why I sounded philosophical
"Oh, I forgot. Tomorrow I will come back!"
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