Uncle Bob's Words

Words, poetry, stuff like that

Bury Me Not

Bury me not.

Please,

I’m still alive.

Bemused, I read

In a local rag

A 50ish person termed

“Elderly”.

I’m nearly 70.

Literarily, then,

A grave evader.

But,

Bury me not.

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