A CREMATION ODE.
She listened with an eager ear To Joseph's declamation And heard him long and earnestly Descant upon cremation. I want no sentiment, he said : No lying 'neath the daisies ;'' Just set my legs afire, and let The balance no to blazes. And when you go, it shall not bo To moulder in a socket; I'll touch you oft' and let you soar To heaven like a rocket. What! burn your Susan Jane, said she, And put her in a platter ? I don't just like your little game • Now, Joe, that's what the matter. Why, then, said Joe, I should not lose A sinf.de jot or tittle ; You're little now to be so much, Then you'd be much in little. Tou'd fructify the earth, my love, And resting on its bosom, I'd smile to think that scattered round Were particles of Susan. Oh, do not scatter me, she cried. Nor subject met 5 rough knocks. But put me in your pocket dear, Or hide me in your suuiT-box. It cannot be, I'll sow you Sue ; And then with feelings gladishj I'll smell you in the onion bed, And taste you in the radish. And so poor Susan pines and weeps : At last she knows her fate, O ! Joe's settled that she shall be become The sweetest sweet potato.
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Westport Times, Volume VIII, Issue 1216, 2 October 1874, Page 4
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220A CREMATION ODE. Westport Times, Volume VIII, Issue 1216, 2 October 1874, Page 4
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