Hearse Poem
I loved reading the Scary Stories books as a kid.
I still read them now as a crusty, old adult.
They're excellent stories - frightening and fascinating.
I'm someone that has always enjoyed horror stories.
I read the popular Fangoria & Gorezone magazines for years. Nightmare on Elm Street was my favorite horror film. Probably that is why I was nicknamed = Freddy = in grammar school = I love the classic horror legends!!
Don’t ever laugh when a hearse goes by, or you may be the next to die.
They wrap you up in a big white sheet, from your head down to your feet.
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.
They put you in a big black box, and cover it up with dirt and rocks.
All goes well for about a week, and then your coffin begins to leak.
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 that's what you eat when you are dead.
There is nothing wrong with the strange and unusual!
