Picnic

Will you picnic on my grave when I'm gone

Set up the foldable table

Cover it with red gingham 

Sit around it 

Chatter and chow

Or will you cover my grave with the tattered blanket

The one reserved for outdoor expeditions

Lounge on it

Smelling memories

Leaning on one elbow munching

Be sure to bring my favorites

Bagels and lox 

A latte and chocolate croissant

Perhaps some caramel corn

And when you celebrate my birthday 

Please bring chocolate cake with white frosting

For I am sure I'll be able to taste it

Though please have patience

My digestion functions have changed perhaps for the better

I do not put on poundage with each bite

And when the outing concludes

Clean up well

Leave no crumbs

As the night denizens come sniffing around

Snarling and tussling over remainders 

Disturbing my eternal rest

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