An Undertaker Who Was a Member of
a Trust saw a Man Leaning on a Spade, and asked him
why he was not at work.
“Because,” said the Man
Leaning on a Spade, “I belong to the Gravediggers’
National Extortion Society, and we have decided to
limit the production of graves and get more money
for the reduced output. We have a corner in
graves and propose to work it to the best advantage.”
“My friend,” said the
Undertaker Who Was a Member of a Trust, “this
is a most hateful and injurious scheme. If
people cannot be assured of graves, I fear they will
no longer die, and the best interests of civilisation
will wither like a frosted leaf.”
And blowing his eyes upon his handkerchief,
he walked away lamenting.
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