Lying in this casket - dead as can be...
I see everyone looking down at me.
Sally Sue walks in, she is dressed in black;
wearing dark shades; she's finally off crack.
John-boy didn't like me when I was alive -
he is smiling; gives his friend a high five.
My mother, poor dear she is grief-stricken;
how I died and by whom the plot thickens.
They lied when it was said I took my life;
I left clues pointing to my evil wife.
I don't recall seeing her wicked face...
if she doesn't show, it won't be a disgrace.
Oops! They are closing this casket on me -
I don't see my sister, where can she be
The mortician was just about to close;
my sister runs down the aisle; filled with woes.
She cried and yelled at the top of her voice...
they quickly stopped; for they had no choice.
She cried, "he repented; saved by grace."
then gave me a kiss and a final embrace
Elaine, my twin sister, God, worked thru' her;
learning about Christ; my spirit did stir.
Many did not believe God changed my life;
not even my lying – murderous wife.
Things are starting to fade; I'm now at peace;
my twin who shared God's word, the last to see.
Now, close the casket, God's calling my name...
this body will fall to dust from where it came
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