*Scared to the memory*

Sid, the monumental mason,
Asked to carve a certain text,
Supping in The Golden Basin
Muddled what was coming next.
Tapping at the marble tablet,
‘Sacred’ was the word he meant,
Fuddled Sidney sadly gabbled it –
‘Scared’ was not his vowed intent.
When you’ve drunk your umpteenth cup
Best not mix your letters up.

#GraveyardHumour in my latest #MockEpitaph

https://zenrinji.wordpress.com/2023/08/10/scared-to-the-memory/

Step softly, for a DREAM lies here,
A soul for whom one salty tear
Was shed; but truth to tell that dream
A NIGHTMARE was; a fearful scream
Escaped all lips; a creature shunned
Lest limbs be maimed, heads crushed or stunned.
For KEVIN was an arrant KNAVE;
Let’s dance with glee upon his grave!

Another #mockepitaph for those who like #graveyardhumour

Step softly https://wp.me/p4H9zI-us