Adverts for cremation
Really put me off
Who wants to be reminded?
It's enough to make me cough.
All red and purple, lilac too,
an antiquated scripts,
From womb to tomb
And is there room
In the graveyard or the crypt?
Surely a rocket would do me good,
Please send me off to Mars
For from such heights
I'd have sweet delights
To dance among the stars.π₯