Just Because I'm Dead

Just because I'm dead,
Don't get it into your head,

That I'm open to analysis,
To be belled on little basis,

With symptoms of syndromes,
That sound like Asparagus Aerodromes,

And try to explain my quirks,
And the reasons behind my works,

With text book theories,
And far-fetched queries,

That put my original eccentricities into a common, convenient box,
And tempt me to come back and serve you all with symptoms of the pox,

I mean, Jay-sus, trying to squeeze me into your frocking head!!
For God's sake, people, respect the genius who's dead!!!!

Or, fer sure, we'll find the answer to another conundrum,
Is There An After-Life After Asperger's Syndrome?