Best Undertaker Poems

reminds me of the funeral job,
at the morgue 40 tables, i logged,
one of a hundred jobs id see,
blood n guts an misery,
macarbe on mentality...

but id...

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It was now growing dark as the sun was going down
When a stranger rode into Soup Creek, a frontier town
No one could see his face,...

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The sun rose in the east creating a bright orange hue
Tom lay in his bunk thinking, can it really be true? 
The good townsfolk had...

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Conclusive is the board meeting by death’s merchants in Wuhan
the planet is rich, now placed in a temporary ban.
Grey hair is condemned in the statistics...

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I once dated a pilot …
We both had our head in the clouds
Our relationship lead to a lot of turbulence - 
I guess it never...

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In the saloon gambler Milton, rose from his leather chair to speak
And said we need to make changes for the good of Soup Creek
He read...

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That foolish stranger who had wandered into town
bickering with folks, trying to shove them around
was nothing more than an old worn-out clown.
Beneath Soup Creek Bridge,...

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We need to "Love" what we have "Got to be",so that we can have "Immorality"! There is a "Fire inside of you and me"!!! The...

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Parody of The Gas Man Cometh by Flanders and Swann

It was on a Monday morning the boiler man came to call
Said he’d return with spare...

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If you come to Soup Creek town
With any ulterior motives
Best go first to the local chapel
And light a few candle votives,
We, the citizens, have values
Not...

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Buried deep between the cracks,
a photograph from yesterday,
I hold it now, within my hand,
as if between the hills and hollows
a childhood bond that we once...

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for Hidipo Hamutenya
1939-2016

At the end of this hard road
Spider webs adorn the graveyards
Of all those who reach freedom
By intellectual decree.
The tears of the fallen
Are not...

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to ask to be forgiven 
and to truly forgive, 
to make amends, 
to soothe hurts with a vow,
the most opportune time,
my friend, is now;

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I was in the saloon to beat the heat
To have a few beers and rest my feet
I removed my hat a took a seat
Just then...

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STACE

A  girl runner by the name of Stace
Ran the annual marathon race
near the end of the run
Both laces come undone
She stumbled and fell flat...

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