Either three haiku(s) or one awkward short poem about Winchester life and death. SPOILERS-ish through Season Five.
THEY GET AROUND
When Sam and Dean die
As in life, they get around,
Just Impala-less.
It’s not real estate,
Demons, angels that define
Where they land or why.
It’s basic truth.
Explication: Hell apart,
Heaven together.
The end.