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RIP,,, Obadiah.

Here lies the body of Obadiah grey,
choked on a bowl of soup they say,
bought from Tesco’s last tuesday
fifty nine pence beef consommé,

Obadiah Obadiah Obadiah grey,
sure don’t smell no sweet bouquet,

Here lies the body of Obadiah grey,
departed life yesterday,
ate too much of the free buffet
silly twat now has to pay,

Obadiah Obadiah Obadiah grey,
already started to decay................YAY!!!

We bunged up his holes
n buried him deep;
because the fucker's dead now
and he'd began to seep.


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'neath these sods lies a sorry sod, busily decomposing.
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didn't know you are a composer and thus able to de compose as well lol

Oh, here lie-eth Obi, he fell
he was crass and inclined to rebel
"it's my right to be blunt!"
said the c**t with a grunt
"'n-I'll be humping the devil in hell"


. like my lost dreams...the flood

says the undertaker
she was dead to the world
I couldn't wake her
So, I put her under
old Obadiah
shut the lid
Can't hear her cry, ahhhh.

Seems that you have a way of getting everyone to make little ditties!
~ Geez.

Writing purely for oneself, is the ultimate in defensive posture.

HA HA,,,, Thank you chaps for the wonderful, witty retorts. Made me grin a liddle.

Cheers, Obi.

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R,I,P.,,,,,,,,,,, ye poets, Anon.

Here lieth the body
o' poets, Anon.
whom broke wind once
and then was gone.

so, think on this
afore ye depart,
as life is but one--

unencumbered fart.


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