On a Rainy Funeral

Lines of black hearses
Dowagers' purses
Fat with the coin of the realm
Under the elms
They stumble along
Mouthing a chant
Believing the cant
Of the puritan priests.
This carrion feast:
The earnest logicians'
One million dollars
Hear the damned holler!
For a good pious prayer
Will put them in care
Of the Heaven Express.