Let's take a look at my old stomping grounds - Cincinnat-a. Seems Granny Johannas Pope had told her live-in caregiver that she didn't want to be buried and, well, I guess said caregiver acquiesced because Ms. Pope was recently found in a chair in front of her television set 2.5 years after her death.
Pope died in August 2003 at age 61, but her body was not found until last week in the upstairs of her home. Some family members continued to live downstairs, while Granny watched her TV. Apparently, an air conditioner had been left running upstairs which allowed Granny to slowly mummify. But the AC stopped working about a month ago and the body began to smell. Huh. Granny didn't want to be separated from her TV and I suppose her caregiver saw the genius in that. This has inspired me to compose a poem.....
Granny Pope was stubborn 'ol gal,
and television was her most favoritest pal.
She said when she croaked and this wasn't a joke,
"Put me in front of the TV, that's perfect for me."
But the AC died and she started to stink,
And now ABC's ratings are beginning to sink.
Now, let Sam Prekop's "Showrooms" and Iron & Wine's "Faded from the Winter" help you dwell on Ms. Pope.
Showrooms
Faded from the Winter
Good poetry work. You should quit your day job and pursue writing.
Funfact: Pope had lupus, and believed when she died she would come back to life, so the family was honoring her "religious" beliefs.
"...quit your day job and pursue writing."
Now that is funny.
Thanks Jules. I hate you Dale.