I took place to St. James Infirmary,
Saw my infant indeed there,
She was lying' on a long white dining table,
So sweet, therefore cold, therefore reasonable.
Went up to see the medical practitioner
"she is suprisingly low, " he stated;
Went back to see my baby;
Great God! She was lyin' indeed there lifeless.
Now, once I perish, bury myself in my straight-leg britches,
Put on a box-back layer and a Stetson hat;
Put a twenty-dollar gold piece back at my watch-chain,
So that the group'll know I died standing pat.
Take a look at this Funeral Jazz Band of skeleton ghouls. Their particular raucous songs is just a raising hell while they roll along.
This poster is 17 inches large by 22 ins large, nice black ink lushly printed on parchment stock.
PLEASE BE AWARE: This poster image had been hand-drawn by Madame Talbot making use of General's Cedar Pointe #333-2HB pencils on Crescent 201.6 Hot Press moderate body weight illustration board at initial poster dimensions. An antique Koh-i-Noor rapidograph pen and Dr. P. H. Martin's Bombay Ebony India ink were utilized for last inking.
After completion, the image had been hand-delivered to Ryan Gwinner Press in Portland, Oregon and imprinted on an offset printing-press.