Ding-A-Ling! Dingdong Bell! Singalong, 'Loner Is A Mourner'! '

All alone, aside, aground, bays an empty soul - nameless, Afloat, adrift, awash, says an empty ghoul - shameless! In thoughts - I am lost, tattles an empty vessel - aimless, I am with me yet all alone, rattles an empty skull - rudderless! Alone I cried again and again chanting a sullen rhyme - Ding-a-ling! Dingdong bell! Singalong, 'Loner is a Mourner'! I talk, I walk yet I lack hope lying in the corner; Alone in woe: I'm a clumsy, discombobulated flesh; See! I'm trying to fill a flimsy, distorted mesh; Lo! I do the donkeywork at a place, yet a sojourner! Alone I cried again and again chanting a sullen rhyme - Ding-a-ling! Dingdong bell! Singalong, 'Loner is a Mourner'! Alone I flew in ruefulness, I, a Ruta graveolens! I woke and find my soul loitering in woods - dense, I'm a glider without destination yet a hogwash and trumpery! I'm a writer with no imagination, yet a nonsense gimcrackery, Alone I cried again and again chanting a sullen rhyme - Ding-a-ling! Dingdong bell! Singalong, 'Loner is a Mourner'! I am an apple pale with no charm, landing alone, I am a sullen moon in a galaxy of stars, standing alone: To meet a certain heavy fate - waiting alone for a judgment day, To pull iron curtain and seal my fate - sighting alone for doomsday, Alone I cried again and again chanting a sullen rhyme - Ding-a-ling! Dingdong bell! Singalong, 'Loner is a Mourner'!