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Her Husband's Legacy



Here lies my husband Fred
who died from overeating bread;
before our hungry children’s eyes
he grew to an enormous size.
I know, of course, and  ‘tis my belief
the dead one day will find relief
among God’s angels in heaven
where, praise Him, bread’s not eaten,
but if it were, and Fred were there,
it’s sure as hell he’d eat our share.

Copyright © Maurice Rigoler

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