My husband was very sardonic.
He liked to play deadly ironic.
So when his pulse stopped
The penny then dropped
This time he was dead and platonic.
A platonic friend may suit the bright
Who never learned to turn off the light.
In the dark it is easier
To suck on maltesers
While making love as the cats waul and shrike
How my heart sings 
😉 Hugs! ❤