Oh! When I die, bury me deep,
Let my friends stand around me and weep,
Six feet below the soil, I will sleep.
Forget not my books, in my grave to keep.
Keep my Anatomy book at my head,
Because of that, you know I am dead.
Place my Physiology book in my hand,
I confess, "I did not understand",
And on my heart, my Bio- Physics lay,
It has the potential to kill and slay,
On my feet my Bio-Chemistry do lay,
With acids and reagents, I no more play,
Now I remain in rest,
Which I feel is the best
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