In Dead Earnest
If I should die before I wake, All my bone and sinew take Put me in the compost pile To decompose me for a while. Worms, water, sun will have their way, Returning me to common clay All that I am will feed the trees And little fishes in the seas. When radishes and corn you munch, You may be having me for lunch And then excrete me with a grin, Chortling, "There goes Lee again." 'Twill be my happiest destiny To die and live eternally.