His brother Artemas can go out with Jane
And visit the place with his sled.”
Then, I am pleased to give another choice selection from Clark’s wonderful storehouse:
“The death angel smote Alexander McGlue,
And gave him protracted repose;
He wore a checked shirt and number nine shoe,
And he had a pink wart on his nose.
“No doubt he is happier dwelling in space
Over there on the evergreen shore.
His friends are informed that his funeral takes place