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The abandoned Mortuary, Coroner and Corpse's Post-Mortem

Among the pale walls of the old mortuary the mysterious inquest goes on.
Corpse: 'Sir, your odoriferous tincture is very strong and please dilute the mixture as I get a severe pain in my liver.'
Coroner: 'Hey! Mr.Serious Alcoholic your liver has already damaged and are you still living? '
Corpse: 'Yes Sir, poor man never dies as he has to suffer a lot.I swept all the dirty & stinking roads of the puritan politicians and in gratitude they offered me the cheap liquor.My entire sand castles washed & vanished by the cruel waves of life.Please do not let them know that I am still breathing and much appreciation if you could bury me alive before I die.'

* I wind up this scribbling to my far away dreamlike friend Denis.Joe O'Driscoll via Kremlin drive, Tuebrook and Liverpool where the comfortable omnipotent Queen resides in the United Kingdom.

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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