Mrs Emery

Mrs Emery-

why, hello, my dear

don't look so surprised

you heard of my coming here

from the chap

two spots over

-isn't that so?

Please, pretend that

there's no shovel in my hand

that it's a walking stick

the kind your husband (so) loved

.

I'm not one for tea parties

for that I'll apologize, and

in return

please turn the other cheek

and forget about the scissors

in my right hand

.

snip, snip, snippety, snip

.

a quick incision

a clever cut

-you should be pleased

that you can't smell

the decay of your own gut

-

this must seem rude,

I'm quit aware

but if you don't mind

let's pretend I was never here

I'll wrap you up nice and warm

with the very dirt

(that) the preacher blessed

with rosen, sweet words

.

a lung lighter

a spleen too short

-I'm sure it'll feel odd,

at first

.

sleep tight, dear Madam

keep your mouth shut

my visit tonight

was never truth

and if the gravemaker asks,

tell him this:

why, gravemaker, my dear,

here nothing's amiss.