He was riddled.
Riddled.
When they opened him up
He was riddled
His widow in waiting
Told her friends
When they opened him up
He was riddled
He is young in today's terms
No age
No age and riddled.
Eye brows over grown
Chin lax riddled
Riddle me de
Ta ra diddle
Ta ta for now
Riddled.
His black bits
We're his dead bits
The bleeding bits in waiting.
He smiled as he gave her away
Proud in puffed up chest
Chin held high
Inside
Blackened like banana
Hanging too long
Flies multiplying
Humming pulsating
awaiting.
Riddled.