All this stuff about worms has triggered a long forgotten song my father used to sing at this time of year. I'll see if I can remember it all. I have no idea where he got it from.

LADY ALL SKIN AND BONES

(Quietly at first.)
There was a lady all skin and bones;
And such a lady was never known.
Oh she walked out all on a day--
Yes she walked down to the church to pray.

Oh she walked up and she walked down.
And she spied a dead man on the ground.
And from his nose into his chin,
The worms crept out and the worms crept in.

(Quieter now)
She walked over to yonder style,
And there she tarried a little while.
Then she walked on up to the door,
And there she tarried a little more.

(Really quiet now)
This woman to the parson said,
"Will I be so when I am dead?"
The parson to the woman said,"
(Loud) YES!!!"


I'm amazed I remembered that.

Other songs I like to sing this time of year include Tamlin and a fun song I learned from Ian Robb called the Guy Fawkes Song. He collected it from someone named Charles Chilton.