His Aunt, she had died in her sleep

His Aunt, she had died in her sleep

And for her he surely did weep

Alone he did grieve

Since he couldn’t leave

Said goodbye with a heart made of sheep

Kids always have something to prove

Kids always have something to prove

This one wanted his grandad removed

Claims he’s related to POTUS

And insists that he showed us

As for the judge, he did not approve

A man faked his death

A man faked his death; he “was’ from New York
His death certificate had a typo; he must feel like a dork
He wanted to avoid jail
But it ended up being a fail
All of the plans he had; and no one seemed to work

There was a young man from the Clyde

There was a young man from the Clyde
Who fell down a sewer and died
Next day his brother,
Fell down another
And now they’re interred side by side.