The funeral was a good one,
With lots of people there.
Some were very good friends of his
Others just went to stare.
As they put the coffin
Into the standing hearse,
A hand popped out from under the lid.
And scribbled a little verse.
"Bye eck", said a bystander
That's just like rhymer Don,
He had to do just more rhyme,
Before he passes on.
(Not for a long time yet I hope.)