There's Grit Laskin's parody of all the broken token ballads, ANGUS HEMPSTEAD, where the disguised true lover describes his supposed gory demise in such vivid terms his true love becomes violently ill...Then there's the skiers or rock climber's versions of "GORY, GORY (What a Hell of a Way to Die!)":

There was blood upon the bindings,
There were brains upon the skies,
Intestines were entwined around
The tops of all the trees...

Or Tom Lehrer's "THE IRISH BALLAD" (you should never have let me begin, begin)

Mark Gilston once led a song swap at our fall Getaway entitled "Songs of Dismemberment". He collects songs about severed ears; talk about specializing!