Morning Wake

I get drunk in the mornings,

I dress up in the evenings

To attend the funerals

I turn heads

They whisper and nod

“Good God, he reeks of Grey Goose!”



But I don't care

I just shake the cold hand

and bid him farewell

‘Cause in the morning

I have my own undertaker

To love and to cherish,

Till death do us part!

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

"I have my own undertaker

To love and to cherish,

Till death do us part!"

A splendid read and write... I like the ending the most...:).................