The Grave With Ears

There is a stone grave

That can hear all you say

No one quite knows

How it got that way

It’s not very special

Or grand or even neat

But a dead man listens closely

Deep beneath your feet

He hears you when you whisper

He can hear you when you nag

He knows of all your troubles

Of all the things you brag

The man under the grave

His name is Halphly Gonne

Buried in a hurry

In somebody’s front lawn

The grave can talk back

At any passerbyer

And shift beneath the earth

Till all the folks perspire

The grave’s been called a beast

With a heart half deceased

But what I’ve come to guess

He simply wants to rest

So next time you sneer

At a grave with ears 

Be careful not to groan

Or step on his headstone

By Curly Cue 4/7/12