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At The Seance

from Insomnibus by Al Duvall

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When Death lays down his grim sickle
His grin looks almost whimsical
When he sits at the switchboard, straps on his headset
And listens to the living try to telephone the dead set
We all appreciate a medium when she sends a message through the ether
She helps alleviate the tedium of waiting here in purgatory beneath her
So when the madam rang, I rose right up and sang

At the séance, what fun to be invited to the séance
My senses were ignited
I wrapped myself around the pretty parlor maid
Her skeleton shook like gelatin or marmalade
At the séance, I drew fantastic pictures with some crayons
And spun the lighting fixtures
I chatted with the family through the Ouija
They thought I was a brother named Luigi

Since I’m just a lonely orphan’s spirit
Doomed to roam the earth and never slumber
I’ll heed the summons when I hear it
Even if it’s just a wrong number

At the séance, I gave a little solace to the gray aunts
Who thought I was Uncle Wallace
I flirted with their little cousin Nancy
And showed her some romantic necromancy
A fact that her fiancé didn’t fancy
At the séance

It isn’t often someone tries to call us
The sessions are for those who can afford ‘em
We sit around ignored, by our families and the Lord
Oh, the afterlife is everlasting boredom

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from Insomnibus, released August 21, 2013

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