A LITTLE POEM I FOUND

[i_speak_in_caps]

Death is a Dialogue
by Richard

Death is a dialogue between

The spirit and the dust.

“Dissolve,” says Death. The Spirit, “Sir,

I have another trust.”

Death doubts it, argues from the ground.

The Spirit turns away,

Just laying off, for evidence,

An overcoat of clay.

Comments

[sauntered]

Rather showy poem, what?

[i_speak_in_caps]

SHOWY? WHY, WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

>_<

[dee_um_ee_um_el]

YOU ARE NOT MY SISTER!!!

I WANT MY SISTER!!!!!

Re: >_<

[i_speak_in_caps]

GOODNESS, I DON'T KNOW HOW YOU COULD HAVE CONFUSED ME WITH YOUR SISTER. I APOLOGISE MOST SINCERELY FOR THE CONFUSION.