Jacob Marley's Chain

Well, today a friend told me this sorry tale

As he stood there trembling and turning pale

He said each day's harder to get on the scale

Sort of like Jacob Marley's chain

But it's not like life's such a vale of tears

It's just full of thoughts that act as souvenirs

For those tiny blunders made in yesteryear

That comprise Jacob Marley's chain

Well, I had a little metaphor to state my case

It encompassed the condition of the human race

Nut to my dismay, it left without a trace

Except for the sound of Jacob Marley's chain

Now there is no story left to tell

So I think I'd rather just go on to hell

Where there's a snowball's chance that the personnel

Might help to carry Jacob Marley's chain

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