Label Me Dead

 

During a cocktail break
from serious Grim Reaper negotiations
I advised my deathly pale adversary
that I learned from a poetic prompt
he was defined in mythology
as a #psychopomp

My current pub companion

frowned at my chit chat definition

slowly put down his beverage

and declared he took personal offense
at my inane archaic reference
that served to muddle

his very important 

reclamation role

He stood up

Looked down with an icy glare

I will never forget

and demanded
that I pay for our drinks
as recompense

for the slight however unintended

If you ask me

Death is way too sensitive

for a psychopomp apparition

who deals with the Damned daily

I should be the one who is offended

and I'll be damned

if the pissed spirit goes on my bar tab!!