Romero's Advocate

By luck did I endure
the Night of Living Dead
But my practice of law
I returned to with dread

My work would all be doomed
If none could stay entombed
With just Estates and Trusts
My firm would soon be bust!

But luck delivered me
One soul of those accursed
A zombie who feared that
His state could be reversed

Whence the fruit of his toil
If he shed his immortal coil?
So to solve his bitter pill
I drew a Living Will!

For his wish I employed
great ingenuity
Solving for him the rule
against perpetuity:

Cov'ring all the cemetery
To the law would be contrary
But if death he were fleeing
He could be the life in being

So joyous was I
But pride brought me low
I'd forgot the problem
Of the Undead Widow!

[Rule against perpetuities: "No interest is good unless it must vest, if at all, not later than twenty-one years after some life in being at the creation of the interest."]