-The_Radio_Demon-

My friend is @l-Masky-l    
          	She is the creator of the book, "When Water Sang Fire."
          	Follow her...

-The_Radio_Demon-

There was a lady all skin and bone,
          Sure such a lady was never known:
          It happened upon a certain day,
          This lady went to church to pray.
          
          When she came to the church stile,
          There she did rest a little while;
          When she came to the church yard,
          There the bells so loud she heard.
          
          When she came to the church door,
          She stopped to rest a little more;
          When she came to the church within,
          The parson prayed ‘gainst pride and sin.
          
          On looking up, on looking down,
          She saw a dead man on the ground;
          And from his nose unto his chin,
          The worms crawled out, the worms crawled in.*
          
          Then she unto the parson said,
          Shall I be so when I am dead?
          O yes! O yes! the parson said,
          You will be so when you are dead.

-The_Radio_Demon-

Dont ever laugh
          As a Hearse goes by
          For you may be the next to die
          They wrap you up
          In a big white sheet
          From your head down to your feet
          They put you in a big black box
          And cover you up with dirt and rocks
          And all goes well
          For about a week
          And then your coffin begins to leak
          And the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
          The worms play pinochle on your snout
          They eat your eyes, they eat your noes
          They eat the jelly between your toes
          A big green worm with rolling eyes
          Crawls in your stomach and out your eyes
          Your stomach turns a slimy green
          And puss comes out like whipping cream
          You spread it on a slice of bread
          And thats what you eat when your dead
          And the worms crawl out and the worms crawl in
          The worms that crawl in are lean and thin
          The ones that crawl out are fat and stout
          Your eyes fall in and your hair falls out
          Your brain comes tumbling down your snout
          And the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
          They crawl all over your dirty snout
          Your chest caves in and your eyes pop out
          Your brain turns to saurkraut
          They invite their friends, and their friends too
          They all come down to chew on you
          And this is what it is to die, i hope you had a nice goodbye
          Did you ever think as a Hearse goes by
          That you might be the next to die
          And your eyes fall out and your teeth decay
          And that is the end of a perfect... day

-The_Radio_Demon-

T̷h̷e̷r̷e̷ ̷a̷r̷e̷ ̷t̷h̷r̷e̷e̷ ̷d̷e̷a̷t̷h̷s̷:̷ ̷t̷h̷e̷ ̷f̷i̷r̷s̷t̷ ̷i̷s̷ ̷w̷h̷e̷n̷ ̷t̷h̷e̷ ̷b̷o̷d̷y̷ ̷c̷e̷a̷s̷e̷s̷ ̷t̷o̷ ̷f̷u̷n̷c̷t̷i̷o̷n̷.̷ ̷T̷h̷e̷ ̷s̷e̷c̷o̷n̷d̷ ̷i̷s̷ ̷w̷h̷e̷n̷ ̷t̷h̷e̷ ̷b̷o̷d̷y̷ ̷i̷s̷ ̷c̷o̷n̷s̷i̷g̷n̷e̷d̷ ̷t̷o̷ ̷t̷h̷e̷ ̷g̷r̷a̷v̷e̷.̷ ̷T̷h̷e̷ ̷t̷h̷i̷r̷d̷ ̷i̷s̷ ̷t̷h̷a̷t̷ ̷m̷o̷m̷e̷n̷t̷,̷ ̷s̷o̷m̷e̷t̷i̷m̷e̷ ̷i̷n̷ ̷t̷h̷e̷ ̷f̷u̷t̷u̷r̷e̷,̷ ̷w̷h̷e̷n̷ ̷y̷o̷u̷r̷ ̷n̷a̷m̷e̷ ̷i̷s̷ ̷s̷p̷o̷k̷e̷n̷ ̷f̷o̷r̷ ̷t̷h̷e̷ ̷l̷a̷s̷t̷ ̷t̷i̷m̷e̷.̷