-My Burial Wish.

Please listen to my request within my letter,
Once the time comes to make my bed six feet under:

Sprinkle fresh crimson roses upon my cold body,
Then spray me with lavish perfume made from honey.

Put a little bible within my jean pocket,
Place an art sketchbook and a pen in my casket.

Tie my gold crucifix of Christ around my neck,
Next lay my Paul Reed Smith guitar upon my chest.

Dress me in my baja hoodie I find fancy,
From Nepal handmade in the Kathmandu valley.

Clothe my legs with new light blue skinny denim jeans,
Put batacombe dark leather boots on my feet please.

Lastly, leave my gold ring on my right ring finger,
For it was a surprise present from my father.