Joseph

Seventy five pounds
Aloe, Myrrh, linen wrapped 
him. 
Joseph's own, new tomb

One hundred pound weight
Aloe, Myrrh—linen wrapped 
him. 
Joseph's own, new tomb

Two versions I've seen. 
There's yet another version. 
Does't really matter?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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