
by Dylan Thomas
And death shall have no dominion.
Dead men naked they shall come
with the man in the wind and the west moon.
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone
they shall have stars at elbow and foot.
Though they go mad they shall be sane
though they sink through the sea they shall rise again
though lovers be lost love shall not
and death shall have no dominion.
"Please give me that bone.
Please give me that bone.
Give me that bone.
Give me that damn bone."
© Bowser, 1999
Price Personality
Beeks $2.00 Grumpy
Herman $50.00 Friendly
Jackie $36.72 Silly
© 2001, Justin Rowell,