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And they allowed the Sexton the shroud And they put the coffin back,And nose and knees they then did squeeze The Surgeon in a sack.
The watchmen as they past along Full four yards off could smell,And a curse bestowed upon the load So disagreeable.
So they carried the sack a-pick-a-back And they carv'd him bone from bone,But what became of the Surgeon's soul Was never to mortal known.
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