7 May 2012
My name's Joe. And I have a story. Watch yourselves, because it’s quite gory.
How did I take this ghostly formation? I’ll tell you, it was quite a humorous transformation!
Got up as normal at the start of the day. Did things as normal but in my own special way.
People say I'm clumsy, well I say I'm not!
(Well I may be just a little bit, but not a lot!)
Headed downstairs, oh my! what a dump! tripped over something and hit my head with a thump. Sprawled there for a minute, I got up in disarray and thought to myself that I could have died today!
Went to the kitchen to fix myself some grub. The place is a mess, in need of a good scrub!
Still in a muddle, reaching up to the shelf - not noticing something dislodge itself.
Too late to react! The jar hit me square. Knocked me backward, I stumbled over the chair, fell back to the cooker, and turned on the gas, laid there stunned. (I fell right on my ass!)
Picked myself up, took a look around. Had to chill out, so I lit up a smoke. Took a step forward, forgot to look down. Slipped on the contents of the jar that broke.
Cigarette went flying, out of my hand, hit my head again, (well isn’t this grand!) Woke up in a heated daze to find out my house was ablaze!
Forgot that I had left on the gas Maybe it was my time to pass.. (I really wanted to go out with class!)
On my headstone it reads:
Clumsiness killed me, so mind how you go. Or like me you'll be six feet below!
Ghostly Joe • Opuss № I