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Ok so i was begining a new book today that i got from the library (Resurrection Men by: T.K. Welsh) and the book started off with a poem

The body-snatchers, they have come
and made a snach of me,
it's very hard them men
won't leave a body be

You thought that i was buried deep
quite decent like and chary:
but from her grave in Mary-bone
they've come and bon'd your Mary!

The arm that us'd to take your arm
it took to Dr.Vyse,
and boh my legs are gone to
the Hospital at Guy's

I vowed that you should have my hand,
but fate gave no denial;
you'll find it there at Dr.Bell's
in spirts and a phial

As for my feet-my little feet
you used to call so pretty-
there's one, i know, in Befored Row,
and the other's in the City

I can't tell you where my is gone,
But Dr.Carpue can
As for my trunk, it's all packed up
to go by Pickford van

The c**k it crows-I must be gone;
my William, we must part;
but i'll be yours in death altho'
Sir Astley has my heart

Don't go to weep upon my grave
and think that i'll be there
they haven't left an atom there
of my anatomine

Mary's Ghost-Hood's Whims and Oddities-1826