::clearsthroat::

Her body lies at absolute rest
How many morticians have fondled her breasts?
Her soul, now gone, to pastures new
Where it will marry a wealthy Jew
A life marked out by total excess
A cause of death to fool the best
Her once great figure bloated and slimmed
Another Marilyn wannabe, finally dimmed
Manhandled by many, loved by few,
Mourned by the tabloids, and a handful of you