Clawing at the lid of the coffin.
All Fridays Matter
Clawing at the lid of her coffin.
Me. Ow.
We'll have to rehearse that."
By his coffin!
Because she is dead.
You would run away too if your name was MUWWAAAUY
When the damn coffin lid falls and hits you in the head.
Scratching at the lid of his coffin.