Here lies H.I. Whacker, it's too bad —

He's here...and there, ( Oh, it's so sad! )

Forty whacks 'neath an axe's  blade,

whoever dunnit — what a mess they made.

All those graves — so sad, so grim,

some are family, but most are him.

Yes, there are daughters, nephews and nieces

but most are H.I.'s, who rests in pieces.