Geschrieben am 27. Juni 2015 von für Crimemag, Krimigedicht

Krimigedicht: Trad./Harley Poe – The Hearse Song

Herley_PoeThe Hearse Song

by Trad./Harley Poe

Don’t ever laugh as a Hearse goes by for you may be the next to die
They wrap you up in a big white sheet from your head down to your feet
they put you in a big black box and cover you up with dirt and rocks
and all goes well for about a week
and then your coffin begins to leak
and the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
the worms play pinochle on your snout
they eat your eyes,
they eat your nose
they eat the jelly between your toes

A big green worm with rolling eyes crawls in your stomach and out your eyes
your stomach turns a slimy green and puss comes out like whipping cream
you spread it on a slice of bread and thats what you eat when your dead
and the worms crawl out and the worms crawl in
the worms that crawl in are lean
and thin the ones that crawl out
are fat and stout
your eyes fall in and your hair falls out
your brain comes tumbling down your snout
and the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out they crawl all over your dirty snout
your chest caves in and your eyes pop out
your brain turns to saurkraut
they invite their friends,
and their friends too they all come down to chew on you
and this is what it is to die
I hope you had a nice goodbye
did you ever think as a Hearse goes by that you might be the next to die
and your eyes fall out and your teeth decay and that is the end of a perfect day

Harely Poe (2012)

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