The Ballad Of Uncle Harry

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Uncle Harry lies beneath a bush
It was his very last and dying wish
His wife fulfilled her promise with a blush
And Uncle Harry lies beneath a bush

Uncle Harry of Granbury died last week
He wished a quick cremation and he seeked
To lie all warm and peaceful
Neath magnolia's flowering purple
But his wife heard "Violet's bush"
A harsh mispeak.

In Violet's room at the House of the Setting Sun
Harry's missus hid the coffin, then did run
Miss Violet bruised her tush
And the splinters made her blush
Screaming "Who put Uncle Harry under my bush?"

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Violet tossed ole Harry out the door
He was discovered by a peeping Tom who swore
The coffin and the box
Were tucked within the rocks
Of the Woodhill Complex
Neath the hollyhocks.

The Managing Agent denied he was a tenant
Officer W. Byrnes said "Wait now just a minute!
Perhaps this former flesh
Was interred beneath the bush
While the poor soul waited for his place in heaven."

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The local M.E.took charge of the can
She was a right-wing registered 'Publican
Her office was a clutter
Of pamphlets all a-flutter
And G.Bush posters showing off her man.

Poor Harry and his coffin were misplaced
Beneath G.W.'s posters he's encased
He dreamed of flowers lush
And Violet's lovely bush
But he languishes, he anguishes debased.

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Uncle Harry lies beneath a Bush...