Here richly, with ridiculous display,
The Politician’s corpse was laid away.
While all of his acquaintance sneered and slanged
I wept: for I had longed to see him hanged.
— Hilaire Belloc’s “Epitaph on the Politician.”
You can imagine who I’d like to see here. But you’ll have to imagine. I’m not going to sic the feds on myself.
UPDATE: Clarence Darrow was more circumspect: “I have never killed a man, but I have read many obituaries with great pleasure.”