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MY NEIGHBOUR'S EULOGY

 

and he went round and round a boating lake

and he was shouting I'm going to die, I'm going to die

and he came a weedy third in a Tarzan competition

and it was at a holiday camp in Bognor

and his voice broke while singing in the choir

and it was at Guildford Cathedral

and he passed a girl's school each morning

and they came to the fence to chant his name

and he had shoulder length hair

and a man leant out of a car

and he shouted Hey sexy, what's your number!

and he really believed that dancing with arms overhead

and wiggling his butt while yelling woo-hoo was the sexy

and when circumcised his cock was bandaged like a dolly

and he lost his soul to the Tory Party

and when asked who he was replied I AM SPARTACUS

and he used to blow his nose on a pair of knickers

and his teeth were knocked out by an umbrella

and he became my neighbour

and I'm at his cremation

and he's not complaining of the cold

◄ GARIBALDI AND BOURBON

A PATH THAT MIGHT LEAD NOWHERE ►

Comments

<Deleted User> (5646)

Sat 8th Aug 2009 10:43

This is great! I just love it! :-)

I've always wanted to write eulogies for the living though. I have a fantastic set of notes somewhere and this has twanged a string, or something like that. :-)

Janet.x

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Thu 6th Aug 2009 19:53

What a character sketch! I do enjoy a wry twist at the end.

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