Today's Top Laugh

I absolutely on principle refuse to use the abbreviation LOL and the like, but I genuinely found myself Rolling on the floor laughing (ROFL) at this one:

One of my blog subscriptions was going through the google terms which people used to get to her blog and found:

Do not stand at my grave and wee
Oh, please tell me they just left off the “P”.

One to treasure, and one which will ensure that the next time I am reading this poem in a funeral, I’ll not be able to keep a straight face. Am I the only person in the world who when confronted with a sign saying “Wet Paint” I always but ALWAYS think “Is that an order?” Or is it just me? Just me then.

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.

[or Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!

Mary Frye (1932)