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The Afterwife
Linnac

When I was a widow
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I met a new girl.
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Utterly dazzling
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and I said so!
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Then in my old age
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I flew to the next stage
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by quietly, peacefully,
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passing away.
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Arrived in the afterlife,
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greeted by my first strife.
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Then, to my horror,
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came the afterwife.
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Double, double,
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toil and trouble.
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The water I'm in
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just started to bubble.
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12 Nov 10

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Hi Linnac - a wry tempoed ditty ditty but feels like it could expand into more of a cogent journey rather than the afterlife/midwife gag. Nice to see a little humour. Mitch :-)
 — pdemitchell

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