Loved your poem about those
carefully-prepared but slightly
mis-timed, Famous Last W...
but as Lazarus said, there's always
the replay factor.. though not many of us
get to check back on our timing
or so we might think but then who knows
but the audience, they have
to live with it: a farmer friend
saw to the cattle, came back in,
had his supper, suddenly said to her
I've got to go m'dear
she said oh won't you stay for a cuppertea
he said no I've got to go
and dropped down dead
she remembers the conversation all too clearly
there's no accountin' for taste, said the farmer who kissed the cow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Loved this, Michael! Especially the quip about Lazarus. Raynette