Вершы: Kate Campbell. Visions Of Plenty. Funeral Food.

Aunt Fidelia brought the rolls
With her green bean casserole
The widow Smith down the street
Dropped by a bowl of butter beans
Plastic cups and silverware
Lime green Tupperware everywhere
Pass the chicken, pass the pie
We sure eat good when someone dies

Funeral food
It?s so good for the soul
Funeral food
Fills you up down to your toes
Funeral food
Funeral food

There sits mean ole Uncle Bob
Gnawing on a corn on the cob
And who?s that walking through the door
I don?t think I?ve ever seen him before
Isn?t it a shame she passed away
She made the best chocolate cake
Let?s hit the line a second time
We sure eat good when someone dies

Everybody?s here for the feast
But come next week where will they be