morning mum


Well said was shouted out as some dubious point was lit

By a Man who had clearly mistaken his words as wit

Said by someone as close when a snuggle by a solemn plot

Could take the place of a misted up window wave

All in black by the grave

And as the one longer car passed the other

They all watched as his mourning mother

Sought comfort in the deep Daimler seat

Ready to meet and greet and share her crustless sandwiches

For the second time this week

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