Your Hand in Mine is a scary funny poem by Tom Lehrer that is romantic, creepy and humorous at the same time.
I hold your hand in mine, dear,
I press it to my lips.
I take a healthy bite
From your dainty fingertips.
My joy would be complete, dear,
If only you were here,
But I shall I keep your hand
As a precious souvenir.
The night you died I cut it off.
I really don’t know why.
For now each time I kiss it
I get bloodstains on my tie.
I’m sorry now I killed you,
For our love was something fine,
And until they come to get me
I shall hold your hand in mine.