far end of the graveyard

cant find it for tall weeds

but why did I come here?

thorn pricks, leg bleeds

this grass needs cutting

Billy always was a liar

there's daffodils dead

more blood from a briar

should have put on a coat

hurt me when he strayed

its starting to snow again

not only me he betrayed

trips on a trailing bramble

marble knocks her ...

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Sounds a bit John Donne

Breasts and thighs so firm,

Lying cold at the mercy of

That fruity graveyard worm

With age you consider more

The destiny of your remains

When time puts an end to

Yearsful of aches and pains

Bodies decay, even one as

Delicious as bonny Linda's,

Whatever made her stipulate

Bowing out in hot cinders?

Either way she's history

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You loved peering at gravestones

I'd popped out of church for a smoke

In a tempest of wind and rain

We managed to enjoy a quick joke

After we met in a graveyard

That hinterland of heaven and hell

You became my rock of ages

My very own graveyard belle

You spoke of granite and marble

Sandstone's tendency to crumble

How weathered stones, though mossy

Made yo...

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