playing dead

when gunhild saw there fall to death
into the lake thru too much drink
the niece of uncle goldenbags
a devious plan had come to fruit
she stole the recently deceased’s
wardrobe & visited her friend
who twisted up her face’s form
that fit that which was buried now
& being familiar with that niece
was up to emulate her manner
so goldenbags was none the wiser
in fact so long had gunhild played
this part that she gradually
forgot she ever was another
& decades later drifted to death
thinking she was a goldenbag