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Oh!
When I die, bury me deep,
Let
my girl 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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