Posted on 04/15/2011 5:16:43 AM PDT by Tribune7
Edited on 04/15/2011 6:02:01 AM PDT by Admin Moderator. [history]
April 15, 2011
A woman was leaving a 7-11 with her morning coffee when she noticed a most unusual funeral procession approaching the nearby cemetery. A long black hearse was followed by a second long black hearse about 50 feet behind. Behind the second hearse was a solitary woman walking a pit bull on a leash. Behind her were 200 women walking single file. The woman couldn't stand the curiosity. She respectfully approached the woman walking the dog and said "I am so sorry for your loss and I know now is a bad time to disturb you, but I've never seen a funeral like this. "Whose funeral is it?"
The woman replied, "Well, that first hearse is for my husband."
Yeah, I know...I had to rush to an early morning meeting and I can’t get that site from here at work. :(
We still get to harass you.
:-P
...is a SONG!
(Get your Kleenex out...)
ANOTHER DAY IS AT END
MAMA SAYS SHE'S TIRED AGAIN
NO ONE CAN EVEN BEGIN TO TELL HER
I HARDLY KNOW WHAT TO SAY
BUT MAYBE IT'S BETTER THAT WAY
IF PAPA WERE HERE I'M SURE HE'D TELL HER
SHANNON IS GONE I HOPE SHE'S DRIFTING OUT TO SEA
SHE ALWAYS LOVED TO SWIM AWAY
MAYBE SHE'LL FIND AN ISLAND WITH A SHADY TREE
JUST LIKE THE ONE IN OUR BACKYARD
MAMA TRIES HARD TO PRETEND THINGS WILL GET BETTER AGAIN
SOMEHOW SHE'S KEEPING IT ALL INSIDE HER
BUT FINALLY THE TEARS FILL OUR EYES
AND I KNOW THAT SOMEWHERE TONIGHT
SHE KNOWS HOW MUCH WE REALLY MISS HER
SHANNON IS GONE I HOPE SHE'S DRIFTING OUT TO SEA
SHE ALWAYS LOVED TO SWIM AWAY
MAYBE SHE'LL FIND AN ISLAND WITH A SHADY TREE
JUST LIKE THE ONE IN OUR BACKYARD
JUST LIKE THE ONE IN OUR BACKYARD
[sobbing and speechless with sympathetic grief] [unable to type — too tearful — cat’s doing it for me — literate, isn’t he]
Your voice! [sniffle] The tear-jerking maudlin lyrics! [baaaawwl] [sniffle HONK] [snort] [sob, sob]
I’m in heaven!
Please sing some more! [sniff, sniffle, sniff]
Thanks! I’ve had a hunk of earwax stuck for the better part of three days, and that jarred ‘er loose very nicely.
Very civil of you, very civil...
(ahem)
RED SAILS IN THE SUNSEEEEEEEEET,
WAY OUT ON THE SEEEEEEEE
OH CARRY MY LOVED WUUUUUUUUN,
HOME SAFELY TO MEEEEEEEEE
SHE SAILED AT THE DAWININNNNNNNNGGGGGG,
ALL DAY I’VE BEEN BLUUUUUUUUUE
RED SAILS IN THE SUNSEEEEEEEEEEET,
I’M TRUSTING IN YOOOOOOO
SWIFT WINGS YOU MUST BORROWWWWWWWWWW
MAKE STRAIGHT FOR THE SHORRRRRRRRRE
WE MARRY TOMORROOOOOOOOOOOOW
AND SHE GOES SAILING NO MORRRRRRRRRRRRRRE
RED SAILS IN THE SUNSEEEEEEEEEET,
WAY OUT ON THE SEEEEEEEEEEE
OH CARRY MY LOVED WUUUUUUUUUUUUUN,
SAFELY HOME TO MEEEEEEEEE!!!
Tank yew verra much.....
Let's put on a show! (We'll leave the blogging for the kids with no talent.)
That was great! *sniff* Oh! All the toughing songs on this thread! *sob* They are all just....just...so...well, um....touching! *sniffle sniffle*
And all so “civil” too....
Oh indeed! Ever so civil! We live and breath civility!
LOL! (pic stolen btw)
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