I lay here, dead and cold.
Seems like I was carved from a mold.
Will you cry or will you laugh?
Do I care?
Ha! You do the math.
I lay here now, mindless and dead,
You’ll now reminisece of things I’ve said.
You’ll miss “AW! and Yer cool!”
If you don’t then I honestly died the fool.
I’ll have a nice piece,
Look a lot better then most deceased.
I will prolly miss you all,
Especially my great cousin Paul.
In heaven I will wait,
I’ll stand there leaning against the gate.
I’ll smile and laugh, talk with Peter of memories past.
Then when your time is up,
You will reunite with me,
And together we will enter heaven,
Along with Joseph, Peter, and Mary.