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A Family's for Life

Bringing an ancient poem to outsideleft, Rick Casson ruminates on an enduring and miserable theme, like a Cumbrian Thomas Lynch

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by Rick Casson, for outsideleft.com
originally published: October, 2013
a poem by Rick Casson

A Family's for life

A family's for life
Not just a funeral
The deceased is a person
Not monetary numeral.

Standing round
All posh while you toast
But where were you
When they needed you most.

Ignoring their loved ones
Discussing your wants
Like which can of lager
Or prawn vol-au-vent.

Then when you've stuffed
Your face full of grub
Its off into town
To get pissed in the pub.

Resurrecting ghosts
You scream and you shout
"Dead" to the fact
What the days all about.



© Rick Casson

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Rick Casson

Rick Casson's work has been published in newspapers and journals across the north west. Rick designs flat pack furniture from reused and recycled materials. He's a much in-demand rock drummer too. Where does he get the time?

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