A hole in the ground
\nWhere the maggots may come
\nTo gnaw at my flesh
\nAnd of course I have some
\nOr an urn in some drawer
\nWith some ashes from me
\nYou could put in your garden
\nWhere I’d like to be
\nMy soul will have flown to
\nThe bijou and I
\nWill watch you each day
\nWith a tear in each eye<\/p>\n
Wishing above all else
\nI could have stayed
\nClose to your heart
\nI would never have strayed
\nFor my love is as deep
\nAs the ocean can be
\nAnd I do so regret
\nI could not be with thee<\/p>\n
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A hole in the ground Where the maggots may come To gnaw at my flesh And of course I have some Or an urn in some drawer With some ashes from me You could put in your garden Where I’d … Continue reading