Ant Smith

Poetry With Video

Mortician

Dear mortician

I need a remind-ah

Do me a favour

And gently scalp her

It's okay, it need not show

For you can take it from

From down below

I said I would love her

For ever and a day

I meant I would love her

From beyond the grave

Please please help me

Misbehave

I want to fuck her

Before she decays

Dear gynaecologist

I need me a hole

Some where suitable

To stick my pole

Rigor mortis has me

Caught out cold

She has seized up like

A limpet on a hull

Dear taxidermist

I need a loving look

The kind that always

Made me want to fuck

Take your glassy eyes and

Fashion some suprise

I want to see that

Glint in her cold, dead, eyes

I said I would love her

For ever and a day

I meant I would love her

From beyond the grave

Please please help me

Misbehave

I want to fuck her

Before she decays

I want to fuck her

Before she decays

I want to fuck her

Before she decays

I want to fuck her

Before she decays

I want to fuck her -

Till the end of days.

Poetry With Video