Gabriel's Grub Song Poem by Charles Dickens

Gabriel's Grub Song

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Brave lodgings for one, brave lodgings for one,
A few feet of cold earth, when life is done;
A stone at the head, a stone at the feet;
A rich, juicy meal for the worms to eat;
Rank grass overhead, and damp clay around,
Brave lodging for one, these, in holy ground!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
ibraheem 17 July 2019

he is not a good author & poet

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dickmedowndaddy 23 April 2018

this is repulsive i truly do not like it and will not be readin this again

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Seamus O Brian 02 December 2016

Love it! I think most of us tinker about with graveyard and cemetery pieces; this one is brief and potent, tongue in cheek, with a barb on the quill.

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youranus 23 April 2018

your one cheeky you fruit lovin tree huggin yee yee cousin lovin piece of crap

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