Seven days had Aunt Eliza
Read the Boston Advertiser,
Seven days on end;
But in spite of her persistance
Still she met with some resistance
From her bosom friend.

Thomas Brown, the Undertaker
Who declared he'd have to shake her,
Daily called at ten;
Asking if dear Aunt's condition
Would allow of his admission,
With his corps of men.

Aunt Eliza heard him pleading,
Ceased an instant from her reading,
Softly downward stole;
Soon broke up the conversation,
Punctuating Brown's oration,
With a shower of coal.