07-23-2011, 08:30 AM
Old Joe was getting on in years
but wasn’t one to fuss,
he thought he’d sort his funeral out;
he took the downtown bus.
He walked into the coffin shop,
asked them to take his measure;
he stood for hours while they took
dimensions at their leisure.
One casket looked so comfortable
and poor old Joe was tired,
he climbed right in; the lid stuck shut,
thus sadly Joe expired.
And on the death certificate
the coroner, a wit,
had written in for “Cause of Death”:
“He died of coffin fit.”
but wasn’t one to fuss,
he thought he’d sort his funeral out;
he took the downtown bus.
He walked into the coffin shop,
asked them to take his measure;
he stood for hours while they took
dimensions at their leisure.
One casket looked so comfortable
and poor old Joe was tired,
he climbed right in; the lid stuck shut,
thus sadly Joe expired.
And on the death certificate
the coroner, a wit,
had written in for “Cause of Death”:
“He died of coffin fit.”
It could be worse