Nursery rhyme

A man of words and not of deeds
Is like a garden full of weeds,
And when the weeds begin to grow
It's like a garden full of snow,
And when the snow begins to fall
It's like a bird upon the wall,
And when the bird away does fly
It's like a shipwreck in the sky,
And when the sky begins to roar
It's like a lion at your door,
And when your door begins to crack
It's like a stick across your back,
And when your back begins to smart
It's like a penknife in your heart,
And when your heart begins to bleed
Your dead
and dead
and dead indeed.