| 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. |
