He Walked In the Nude, a Man Unto Himself and Much More

He Walked In The Nude, A Man Unto Himself And Much More He walked in the nude, a man unto himself and much more His life and escapades but death falling from a high trapeze And his oozing pains in this overly selfish, snobbish world Were so very soon left behind by opening the ninth door. Who cares that his unruly, untimely death was but a failed show Had not the golden angels sang to him that cold winter night And the spoiled aged queen danced lively at his wedding Ah, but you may cry his misery was but a candle aglow Whilst world laughed and called his dancing but vanity Were so very soon left behind by opening the ninth door. Robert J. Lindley Rhyme- I that have seen the truth. He was my very good friend