The Matrix
The Corpse Copse
Debauch and Loam.
Rotting Hill
Ickypoo Park
Crazy Ed’s Discount Cemetery
The equine version of this would be “A Corpse is a Corpse, of course, of course”?
“…and no one can talk to a corpse, of course, unless, of course, the corpse, of course, is the famous Mr. Dead!”
I apologize deeply.
“I laid out a corpse in Reno, just to watch it rot…”
Tommy Rot – Queen’s English
Tommy Rotter’s – Stephen King
Necroposium - Greek Revival
Ephemeral Liquidators - Corperate American
Asset Recovery - Mob
Elemental Reclaimation Center - Scientific Jargon
In repose
I suppose
What stranger smell
Than from field and dell
Assults my nose
Where’s gabriela??
Hey that gives me an idea …
Gabriela’s Retreat
Solicitudes on a small matter
In sweet repose I do not lie.
I hoped for better when I died.
People watched my body rot.
Of my dignity they cared not.
Who the hell is this guy?
And God! I hate the common fly.
If I ran the Body Farm, I would call it New Yorick City.
GROSS! Hilarious, but GROSS!
Denny’s.