An undertaker of average grade,
Had his son apprenticed to the best in the trade;
"Pay attention, learn as much as you can,
He is a master of the trade, is this man."

A few weeks later the boy told his Dad, 
Of a strange experience he and his boss had;
We got a call from the Hilton to say,
That a couple had died in bed that day.

When we got there, in our very best hearse,
Tne doorman whispered to us with a curse,
That the couple had been found naked in bed,
Lying side by side, and most definitely dead.

In an appropriate manner, looking solemn and sad,
We entered the romm that the dead couple had;
And there, on the bed, the first thing we saw,
Was the massive erection that the dead man wore.

 In rigor mortis this can sometimes occur,
And is not so uncommon as to cause a stir;
The boss took his umbrella from behind his back,
And proceeded to give the erection a whack.

"What happened then?" His dad wanted to know,
"We near caused a riot, it was quite a show;
And we all had to beat a hasty retreat,
For we had gone into the wrong bloody suite!"