Leaving Mayberry–Poem

For Poetry Day:

Death paid a call
Last night
Dropped in unexpected
We weren’t receiving visitors

Andy Griffith was on tv so
At first we didn’t notice
Death’s tuneless quiet whistle

But when Barney said
“Nip it! Nip it! Nip it in the bud!”
Death stopped whistling
And all we could hear
Was silence and Death
Rocking in his chair

We knew someone was headed
To Mt. Pilot

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