Poor old Tom was dying;
By his bed sat his wife.
He asked for one last wish
Before he left this life.

“Of course,” she said, “My dear,
Just ask me anything.
Is it something I can do,
Or something I can bring?”

“It’s something you can do,
As soon as I am dead,
I want you to marry
Our next door neighbor, Fred.”

“Are you sure you mean Fred?
The man you tried to sue?
You always used to hate him.”
Tom said, “And I still do!”