This fellow's on the Square

"This fellow's on the Square"


When I die I would not wish a lengthy epitaph

I do not wish a headstone large

Carved with fulsome chaff

Pick out no single deed of mine

If such a deed there be

To grave upon my monument

For those who come to see

Just this one phrase of all I choose

To show my life was fair

Here sleeps now a fellow who was always on the Square