A Worthless Scoundrel Died Today
By Elton Camp
Always true, it surely ain’t
One who dies was a saint
Everyone loved him so
Friends want all to know
A smile always on his face
A fellow whom all embrace
He never did a single wrong
Or so goes the familiar song
Though we see him no more
He stands on a celestial shore
Real opinion they never tell
“I’ve no doubt he’s in hell.”
“A liar’s all he’s ever been.
A man so steeped in sin.”
“Disliked by all he knew.
I say it because it’s true.”
“Without him, this is a better place.
Nobody will miss his leering face.”
Such candor might be misplaced
And newspaper obits sure erased
But it’s better not to say a thing
Than false praise to the dead bring
Just one time, I’d really like to see
“Of a worthless scoundrel we’re free”
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