Through the dark and dreary door,
footsteps trudging by the score,
along the dim-lit church’s floor.
The funeral dirge is now a hum,
Let the downcast mourners come.
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Through the dark and dreary door,
footsteps trudging by the score,
along the dim-lit church’s floor.
The funeral dirge is now a hum,
Let the downcast mourners come.