Pallbearer Poems - Poems about Pallbearer

...How would you like to envisage this transience, now, that you have ascended this mortal realm; Thousands of references under your options now choose, with your gifted conscience. How about the ......

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...The biscuit is sitting on the plate waiting for a humongous date; the sardine is screaming in the can while she waits for the unfaithful man. He is out dining and casting lot with a dollar fifty and......

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...cleaning the gutters spontaneous funeral a dead baby bird autumn pallbearer from a silver stepladder silent elegy......

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...I was the only pallbearer at God's funeral I dragged the casket the last 25 yards They served Deviled Eggs and Devil's Food Cake. The Christians brought Mogen David wine The other deity guests ......

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... In these a-dying days, people are given mo’ grief news Hope cost less than a jug bottle of dirt cheap booze While the crying game is being played over and over, time again hence ......

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...After the Funeral David J Walker So, I really am alone Aren’t I? I mean without you and Those who filled in the Space left out at home or College You let me in and I read you like a ......

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...In the late midnight hour, when death comes to call, and we are at a loss as to how we could resist, we therefore must answer its summons, leaving this world and all our loves. We then shift fr......

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...we're honored to carry you home in a simple pine chrysalis engraved with your verse... behind the procession lie the whorls of living pastels of decay... from all the chaos the soul will asce......

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...Third shift often referred to as the graveyard shift oh the company I keep through these hours covered by shadows.Souls to wander about at night the lost the lonely and then there are those who are g......

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... What in the ink whorl is papièr churl going on? Ill quill vapors are trying to victimize me, vex prose don’t belong Word saber player haters trying to stick it to me, throwing cursive ......

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... Lot of money being made in death sales, plenty pints of iron-copper deposits Body bags coin-wrapped are rolling out of the blood bank sin-ters to the holey pocket hospitals Everybod......

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... Preacher E. Lye He wears his white collar backwards Piggy attenuated pagan wives’ tale say the trigger Finger Man has snake eyes in the back of his head Got a gravelly-......

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... Nicotine paid by the experimental hour Diseased lungs’ biopsy displayed never made this lab rat’s attitude turn breath analyzer sour Snuff was a lemon grass puff charmer, in pu......

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...forensic fears out on the potter's field where fathers lie without a choice and the ultimate enigma has formed your white lies formed your white noise in the vale of missing tales life isn't ......

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... A Good Deed Gone Bad Of many jobs my hubby had along with one full-time, was pallbearer for funerals whenever it worked fine. One day there was a huge request from owner ......

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