Does anyone know the name of or the author of the poem below? My grandfather used to say it all of the time and I would like to read it at his funeral. It's very silly and goes something like this:
The night was dark and stormy,
The sun was shining bright,
The victims lips were tightly sealed,
She screamed with all her might,
Oh kill me friend but spare my life,
The villain shot her dead,
A gay young girl skipped down the aisle,
Grey hairs on her bald head,
She recognized the dying girl,
"Oh who is this?", cried she,
The headless corpse raised up its head and said, "It's only me."