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Thursday, August 18, 2005

Does anyone else remember this little poem from their childhood? If so, doesn't it make you want to say, holy shit Batman, we were some morbid little shits, weren't we?

Never laugh when a hearse goes by
'Cause you might be the next to die
They wrap you up in a great white sheet
And drop you down about six feet deep
All goes well for about a week
Then your coffin begins to leak
The worms crawl in
The worms crawl out
The worms play pinochle on your scalp
Now there's one little worm
He's not so shy
He's up your nose and out your eye
Your stomach turns to slimy green
And pus runs out like whipped up cream
You slop it up on moldy bread
And that's what you eat when you are dead