Death Enguls Me With Them Poem by me poet yeps poet

Oh old man
Once POET ME
now PPME

tell me frankly
are you coming
along with me

No

wait I say more to accompany you
I am not as old as were you

These three months today
half a dozen palskith and kin
pets and loving friends
are enjoying their
funerals
Vikings

They say come it's all fun
no need of earthly pun
for that kinda fun
just come

I have now decided to tighten my belt
lest upon their loving shoulders
I too now rest
like a heavy
f***ing gun

Coming Sir just coming
you will need me
I know withoutme
who will polish you
as much as did

PPME
OKAY
coming

Just wait for me