DISDAIN, by AGNES MACCARTHY HICKEY
First Line: Since you are made of such superior clay Last Line: And nonchalantly creep the other way. Subject(s): Death; Disdain; Dead, The; Scorn
Since you are made of such superior clay, No doubt, when dissolution dawns on you Discerning worms will use discretion, too, And nonchalantly creep the other way.