Death Bed Promise

Death Bed Promise

She was dressed all in black
as she came in the back,
tears ran from her sad eyes.

As she stood in the charnel
her thoughts turned quite carnal
as she said her last goodbyes.

Although the hour was late,
the mortician would wait.
He was the soul of discretion.

You could see in his eyes
the look of surprise
when she said "I have one question."

"It was our wedding night
at the height of delight
when he grabbed his chest and died."

"I didn't keep, I'm afraid,
all the promises I made
when I agreed to be his bride."

"And though the timing's ill fated
soon he'll be cremated
my promise was the last thing he heard."

"I promised dear, Bob
that he'd get a blow-job
and I intend to live up to my word."

His shock was apparent,
her desires transparent,
"No! It's against all decency!"

"It's the law!" he exclaimed
so she coolly proclaimed
"Remove it and I'll take it with me!"

Money, it seems
can grant many dreams,
and greed overcame his objection.

With great precision
he made the incision
and gave her poor Bob's last erection.

"Shall I wrap it for you
before you say adieu?"
he said to make his point quite clear.

With a shake of her chin
and a wicked grin
she said "No thanks, I'll just eat it here!"

Notes

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