Here Lies a Loon
Once upon a tombstone
I read an epitaph
whose sentiments ridiculous
were prone to make me laugh;
the information set thereon
gave me to ridicule
the marker and the makings of
some great exquisite fool;
now lest you think me callous and
a soulless Frankenstein,
you ought to know the coup de grâce:
the epitaph was mine.
Art-Colored Glasses 
this made me smile … very clever, and loved the cadence
You and I do love our dark humor, no? So glad to have you pop by, my dearie. Hope you’re well and blessed these days. xoxoxo!
Because it’s fantastic!! 😀
How very sweet of you indeed, Jamy! I do get a kick out of writing darkly humorous stuff, and the more so when anyone else enjoys it too. Best if I can avoid them being my *real* last words anytime soon, all the same!! 😀
Loved the rhythm and the smiles it brought, Kathryn! Wonderful! 🙂 xoxo
Thanks, my sweet!
Hahahah! This reminds me of a late-night challenge my sister and I got into a couple of months ago. “What’s the worst thing you’ve ever written?” she asks me, at 1am on a school night. So she found for me some poetry she wrote about a junior high boyfriend, and I find for her something involving vampires, and we both laughed and laughed on either side of the province for well into the morning. So wonderful!
Oh, boy, would I have to hunt long and hard to find my Worst among the embarrassment of riches!!! But I’ll bet if I asked my sisters they would be able to contribute a vast number of suggestions to put on my list! (Sisters are quite helpful that way.) 🙂
Tee! Hee! …
😉