My Poetry and Stuff

Being a ‘Fly-on-the-Wall’ at your own funeral

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Alan used to love a good swim,

he thought there lurked a champion, buried deep within.

He was a legend, in his own mind,

and a pretty decent fella, I think he would find.

He valued his own opinion, on any matter,

and I’m sure the bug…r’s here still, still listening-in, to all our chatter.

~

Alan Friday