Family and freinds
all lined in a row
to pay there respects
spend half an hour
and quickly scamper home
One by one you file by
looking at the dead
and saying your silent good by
Turning to the mom or the dad
wife, or grandma, our bunch of people you hardly knew
with a bow of the head you say the customary thing
sorry for your lose if you need me call, please anything
Take a seat way in the back
laugh and giggle no disrespect in that
in comes the decon with the i am sorry grin
splashes water on the dead the service begins
twenty minutes later all is done
rise from your seat
your job is done
to the front you make a quick dash
say your goodby to the family
and make a mad dash
On the way home you talk to yourself
one day I will be up there dead
hell no just creamate me instead
because funerals are so morid and sick
I just dont understand why people put themselfs through that shit.