Morbid Doggerel

This truly horrible specimen will be filed under "The Jaundiced Eye" in my collected poems...

Death, devourer of all flesh,
Chooses oft the choice and fresh;
Those preserved till elder years
Brine themselves with salty tears.

Christ, who died to pay our debt,
Now death's stomach has upset.
Holy draft of ipecac,
He will cause all graves to yak.