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The Hearse Song

Do you ever think as a hearse goes by,
that you may be the next to die?

They wrap you up in a big white sheet
From your head down to your feet.

They put you in a big black box,
And cover you up with dirt and rocks.

All goes well for about a week,
Then your coffin begins to leak.

The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out,
The worms play pinochle on your snout.

They eat your eyes, they eat your nose,
They eat the jelly between your toes.

A big green worm with rolling eyes,
Crawls in your stomach and out your eyes.

Your stomach turns a slimy green,
And pus pours out like whipping cream.

You spread it on a slice of bread,
And that's what you eat when you are dead.













This poem is my fav all time poem since I was a little girl. It was in a book called "Scary Stories" and I've been dying to do a Hazzardous Tale of this one. The best part... we shot this set in daylight You should of seen the reaction from people with live worms and blood. I think this goes down as one of my fav sets of all time.

This weekend I am shooting my first 4 some. That's right... four hot hazz mat girls are going to come together in a dark tale. I built a pretty rad set for this one and the ladies accessories just came in.. all I can say is this set is going to be BLOODY awesome

Happy October

xxx
Hazzard