Oh to be an undertaker

by Paul Bearer (Seymour) - Cancer - Not entered

I am an undertaker,
and I wear a suit of black,
I¹ve no chip on my shoulder,
just a coffin on my back.

Reason for writing:

    I was an undertaker, I loved the job I had, I even got a discount on my mother and my dad !    

Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1996-10-30 15:03:55
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:39:05
Poem ID: 45921

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