Dark Shadows
I used to live in Dark Shadows
Abutting the cemetery
My wife and her lover plotted
An hole in the ground for me
As grave as it is to decrypt
They vaulted me into a tomb
On which my dear wife had chiselled,
"Good gracious! Here lies you know whom!"
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