URN Upon the mantle, Resides Herb, A modest man, Productive, honest, Gone to church too, He had lived right, Till struck by bus, Over in minutes, Dead and gone, Yet not quite, Rules, burial first, Then Heaven bound, Cleaned up, casket, Lovely service, Many good things said, Then back in hearse, For the last ride, Pearly Gates I a coming, Not long after, hot, Hot as Hades, flames, He was being burned, They were cremating him, Captured all the ash, Burned three times, Less that 3 pounds left, Into... Sign in to see full entry.