What an undertaking, what a drug
Better even than a cup of tea
To write 8,000 posts upon my blog
I did not know for I began in fog
I’d write all this stuff on here for free
What an undertaking, what a drug
9 years when my loved one suffered, dragged.
The final months were almost agony
So I wrote 8,000 posts upon my blog
Sometimes I felt his doctors should be flogged
It is our careless ,sick society
What an undertaking.I need drugs
If I meet a new man, is that luck,
Or shall I pack my bags and screaming flee?
I prefer to write new posts here on my blog
I paid the undertaker their huge fee
I brought the ashes home, where still they be.
What an undertaking, how he’d laugh……
I found my way through travails on this blog
How my heart sings 