Skipping along with the mourners

Just in case I can't afford it,

 or move along unexpectedly,

I ask only one thing.

Skip along with the mourners.

Look around while you do this,

 and you will see many things.

Outrage,

 confusion,

   a quickly covered smile.

Some of them are in on the joke.

Skip along,

 as if only passing by.

Maybe a kiss,

  and a wave.

I will send one back.

Reviews

[emmajoy]

That final line is a belter of a goal, Jon. It turned the previous upside down with a mix of broad satire and salty blob on your cheek. Wondering if your write is gender based and not for mixed company, has a certain something..

[Jon Roggie]

Naw. At that point in time, a kiss or a wave is showing you knew me. Touch of dark humor, with a nod to my friends.

[Gee]

I wish my eulogy to be read by a friend with Tourettes, every sentence expletive filled, these words hollered rather than quietly spoken. To follow a BBQ, beer and dancing, the evening to end with at least one drunken scuffle :))
Good morning Jon

[Jon Roggie]

Nice! Depending on who goes first, I may be required to prepare some ribs. My friend has a food truck, and I will still show him up!

[Lorry]

... Whilst wearing a united colours of benneton suit and having wipeout by the beach boys playing and hiring a ventriloquest to shout "let me out" just before disappearing behind our final curtain 😀
I like your style.

[Jon Roggie]

The only added touch I would like is for Keith Richards to give the eulogy, and have a double tap him on the shoulder saying "Not yet, Keith."

[Lorry]

I think he knows the reapers secrets 😀