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Here He Lies

Here He Lies

It's a shame that he left this world, and sadly will be missed,
The child will grow up without a dad, his wife will not be kissed,
He did a lot for his family, the world will be a sadder place,
Your day could not be brightened, without his beaming face.

He did a lot for his friends, the fellow we call Jack,
He would even give to you, the shirt from off his back,
And if you were needy and broke, and you didn't know what to do,
He would even go as far, as to lend some money to you.

That is what all the people say, when ever somebody dies,
The eulogy should be true stories, not thwart with twisted lies,
If you really want to sum up Jack, it would make you bloody sick,
Instead of being this angel, he was a complete and utter dick.

He would drink and pass out on the floor, and pee in his pants,
He would go on to all hours, in one of his drunken rants,
He would belittle his children in front of you, make them always cry,
He would beat his wife senseless, and in the morning wonder why

So when he is laid to rest for real, don't sugar coat the truth,
Say that bastard pig of a man, and explain his story with proof,
He wasn't a good father, he was a worthless husband too,
Say thank god he has left this world, so he can no longer harm you.Ā 

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