I dreamt I saw a monument  Erected in my name,   The mayor was there to cut the ribbon  Still nobody came    The pond was stocked with fishes  Hand selected, one-by-one,   Refreshments for a thousand sat there spoiling in the sun    Sculptors from italy,   Carving a marble me,   Incredibly lifelike hair,   Read the inscription there  Donated all his time,   Concocting silly rhymes,   And waiting for the dinner bell to chime    It was a snow-white edifice, all flecked  With gold and green  But when they pulled the curtain,   There was noone to be seen    The wind blew long and cold  Between the chairs arranged in rows,   The only thing upon them  Were the streamers and bows    Sculptors from italy,   Carving a marble me,   Incredibly lifelike hair,   Read the inscription there  Donated all his time,   Concocting silly rhymes,   And waiting for the dinner bell to chime    The mayor packed up his scissors,   And removed his beaver hat  He figured he should go,   The Veuve Clicquot had all gone flat    The keynote speaker took one lok and got back into the cab  His words already etched  Upon that alabaster slab