The stooped, spry, crawling, and bawling all come to the door; the door forevermore
Not a majesty to compare
Not a duty of despair
But a simple affair
Not a design to be seen
Not a knocker or a ring
Rather a testament to the simply serine
This door; the door forevermore
The stooped, spry, crawling, and bawling all come to the door; the door forevermore
All will be omitted to this door
Some can not yet be permitted through this door
No knowledge of what is beyond this door
Perhaps there is no more eons through this door
This door; the door forevermore
The stooped, spry, crawling and bawling all chauffeured to the door; the door forevermore
Alongside the mighty chauffeur
This chauffeur of galore
The chauffeur renowned for gore
Distinguished is his name
Rejoice he is not pain
His name is death
He is the chauffeur from the final breadth
A noble guide to that door; that door forevermore