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Toe From Foot Found in Suet

They found a toe from his foot Which was lying in silt and suet After sorting out the body parts Were taken to morgues in carts. A body there was that of a wife Thought stabbed me like a knife What If she would have been mine Who I did take out one day to dine. May have worked with her or him; Things became so sad and grim Each one no longer will be here May be dead which is what I fear. Are some things I want to share All of this had been hard to bare When his body would be buried See God in heaven he had hurried.

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