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Songs from Vagabondia
by
Bliss Carman and Richard Hovey
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HEARSE-HORSE
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SAID
the hearse-horse to the coffin,
"What the devil have you there?
I may trot from court to square,
Yet it neither swears nor groans,
When I jolt it over stones." |
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Said
the coffin to the hearse-horse,
"Bones!"
Said the hearse-horse to the coffin,
"What the devil have you there,
With that purple frozen stare?
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Where
the devil has it been
To get that shadow grin?"
Said the coffin to the hearse-horse,
"Skin!"
Said the hearse-horse to the coffin,
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"What
the devil have you there?
It has fingers, it has hair;
Yet it neither kicks nor squirms
At the undertaker’s terms."
Said the coffin to the hearse-horse, |
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| "Worms!" |
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