I’d like to be a fly on the wall at my funeral,
hear the music I’ve chosen and see their reactions,
specially to Send in the Clowns and Thank you for the Music.
That reminds me,
I must write a wry poem for the occasion,
with multi-syllabic words, unconventional metre
tongue twisting alliteration and lots of caesura.
I’ll nominate one of my poet friends to read it –
she’s always telling me off for verbosity
and the fly on the wall will laugh her socks off.
The Bright Seraphim will join the fun before
they go all solemn to the sonorous
Saint Saens Organ Symphony as they shuffle out,
trying to think of something unhackneyed
to say to the relatives.
Victoria Slotto has set a humdinger of a prompt at dVerse tonight:
“You Want Me to Do What?”