The Flirt
I see you've come to pay respect.
I wondered if you'd come.
Your bright blue hat looks vibrant on.
All glowing, if not some.
The pastor puts a funeral on
as busy as it gets.
It's just like you to listen on
as any girl frets.
I watched you by the coffin some
and spread a lovely scent.
I wondered what you thought of death
and how your days were spent.
The organ played a charming tune
to calm you down a bit.
It couldn't be a better choice
than have my nerves as fit.
You prayed upon your knees I saw,
for what was rather long.
You always knew just what to say
to keep the going strong.
I'd hoped we'd meet again someday.
Perhaps a place less drab.
I've always held a place for you
for just this little gab.
I've waited for this time to come.
My manners all but shoddy.
I'd hoped that we'd again be one
despite my deathly body.
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