Urnie

People often have declaimed,

Hardly are they to be blamed,

That, if after they have died

Relatives should have them fried

They would turn,

In their urn.

 

I, upon the other hand,

Highly rate the blazing brand,

Wonder how the dust will sift

As I idly pile and drift.

Will I learn,

In my urn?

 

Should I awake when I’m dead,

Find the sod above my head,

I will haunt and make them go

Dig me up and fry me, so

I can churn,

In my urn!

— Grady L. McMurtry
2/18/1942 e.v.

Note: Originally published in Thelema Lodge Calendar, July 1994.