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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540729" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>THE MAN WHO POISONED HIMSELF BY MISTAKE [as told by his ghost]</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was a man alot like me</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Who'd sit around and watch TV</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> He liked to drink and think alot</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And bet, but never win alot</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> He was a curious winsome fella</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Who always carried an umbrella</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> In sunshine and in showers</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> He'd stand under it for hours</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Avoided walking under ladders</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> He waved at magpipes and</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Revered cats</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> He'd cross the road at every turning</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Spurning the man of little learning </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And fat ladies in turned up hats! </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> His name was Derek my name was too</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> When I was alive we stuck like glue</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Derek Fingleby believed in Fate</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And was careful to inspect his plate</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Convinced that his time was short</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> He cooked fresh food nothing shop bought</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> What followed next leaves a big question</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Was Derek killed by poor digestion? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> So careful and cautious was he, in what he'd eat</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> How could such care meet such defeat? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> But Derek missed important signs</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> His eyesight poor </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Due to old glasses</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> He'd spent his money on elocution classes! </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Wanted the best choice cuts of veal</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> He cooked exquisite gourmet meals</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  But still haunted by past mistakes</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Derek baked 'a perfect cake'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  A chocolate gateau stood two foot high</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  He did not know that he would die</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  One mouthful maybe, three or five</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  Would leave him gasping on the floor</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  And after Derek's final breath</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  Questions arose around his death</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  Some say the cake had fallen</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  Under his feet and tripped him up and that...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  There was NO poison in the measuring cup</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  But Dereks life was ruled by fate</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  He didn' t think he'd die by cake</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  Was there a murderer in the attic? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">  His wife was called Bertha and was quite erratic<br>  <br>  At the post mortem </div><div style="margin:10px 0">  On that fateful day a crumb that was swallowed went</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  Down the wrong way! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">  A primary cause was stated asphyxia</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  Though later signs showed an elixir</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  A poisonous cocktail was revealed</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  From the contents of that final meal</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  Was it the cake that killed poor Derek? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">  Who preffered to be addressed as Eric</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  In the larder stood a bottle of bleach</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  Next to vanilla and essence of peach</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  Though visible to the naked eye </div><div style="margin:10px 0">  Derek's eyes had lost their shine</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  Half blind he could not read the signs</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  If he'd gone to spec savers</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  He would not have met his fate</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  THE FINAL VERDICT</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  Self Poisoning by chocolate cake!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Yvette+Smith">Yvette Smith</a><div class=q>
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 He liked to drink and think alot

 And bet, but never win alot

 He was a curious winsome fella

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