1 If I should die to-night <br />2 And you should come to my cold corpse and say, <br />3 Weeping and heartsick o'er my lifeless clay -- <br />4 If I should die to-night, <br />5 And you should come in deepest grief and woe -- <br />6 And say: "Here's that ten dollars that I owe," <br />7 I might arise in my large white cravat <br />8 And say, "What's that?" <br /> <br />9 If I should die to-night <br />10 And you should come to my cold corpse and kneel, <br />11 Clasping my bier to show the grief you feel, <br />12 I say, if I should die to-night <br />13 And you should come to me, and there and then <br />14 Just even hint 'bout payin' me that ten, <br />15 I might arise the while, <br />16 But I'd drop dead again.<br /><br />Benjamin Franklin King<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-i-should-die/
