The Last Wish
When I resign this world so briary,
To have across the Styx my ferrying,
O, may I die without a DIARY !
And be interred without a Bury -ing!
T HE poor dear dead have been laid out in vain,
Turned into cash, they are laid out again!
To have across the Styx my ferrying,
O, may I die without a DIARY !
And be interred without a Bury -ing!
T HE poor dear dead have been laid out in vain,
Turned into cash, they are laid out again!
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