Ain't no saint

The preacher eulogized him to the widder and her brood,
The cowboy lay there stately like, so's not to kill the mood,
"This man was kind and gen'rous," the pastor so began,
"Never was there ever a more forgiving man."

"Honest as the day is long and sober as the pope,
"He filled each room he entered with joy and grace and hope."
When the preacher stopped, the family was more amazed than sad,
The widder checked beneath the lid and said,  

"Yup, it's still Dad!"