Obituary from The Loved One by Evelyn Waugh

As the first in a continuing series of important, entertaining and/or significant obituaries, consider the following from The Loved One by Evelyn Waugh.

They told me Francis Hinsley, they told me you were hung
With red protruding eye-balls, and black protruding tongue
I wept when I recalled how often you and I 
Had laughed about Los Angeles and now 'tis here you'll lie;
Here pickled in formaldehyde and painted like a whore,
Shrimp-pink, incorruptible, not lost nor gone before.


http://www.amazon.com/The-Loved-One-Evelyn-Waugh/dp/0316926086

This is a very short novel, and if you click on "search inside" on amazon.com, you can read parts of it online. This book is arguably the best written short novel I have ever read.   But you have to read it all the way to the end to see why.  Online, in parts, you can get only a certain distance.