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They call me Mr.Cadaver Dead,yet living in hospitals And schools where they teach how to become doctors Oh!Doctors My only true lover I died of a natural disease You know,the one where you constantly sneeze Too poor to be buried Too poor to be burned So I was embalmed In certain chemicals Formaldehyde,then frozen And in this form turned It wasn't easy at first Young eyes looking at me suspiciously The weak-hearted watching disgustedly But as time(I have much of it) Went by I got used to it I was dissected by stainless steel So that they could learn how to heal These various tissues,body parts well I knew my worth when departed I was a precise model Of a living person With my help So many learnt Basic human anatomy Which vein goes where Where lies the spleen So whenever you are on the hospital bed Remember My death gave another life to thee They sell me for many a dollar To the blue-eyed scholar And I will become his loyal friend I may look creepy But that's just because I'm dead The teacher points to various places On me , sometimes I feel a little ticklish But I a satisfied by the curious eyes Who are learning about me for your benefit And when the session expires My second life,it must retire But they extract my bones Put the skeletal frame in a museum Or break it into pieces And give it to students of various fields The dentists want the cranium I'm bloodless Anatomy's life bood So bow down to me Ye first year students I taught Da Vinci how to draw a man Taught Michaelangelo how to sculpt From Ancient Greece to modern medicine My death has given life to many humans
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Apr 5, 2021
Apr 5, 2021 at 3:21 PM UTC
Mr.Cadaver
They call me Mr.Cadaver Dead,yet living in hospitals And schools where they teach how to become doctors Oh!Doctors My only true lover I died of a natural disease You know,the one where you constantly sneeze Too poor to be buried Too poor to be burned So I was embalmed In certain chemicals Formaldehyde,then frozen And in this form turned It wasn't easy at first Young eyes looking at me suspiciously The weak-hearted watching disgustedly But as time(I have much of it) Went by I got used to it I was dissected by stainless steel So that they could learn how to heal These various tissues,body parts well I knew my worth when departed I was a precise model Of a living person With my help So many learnt Basic human anatomy Which vein goes where Where lies the spleen So whenever you are on the hospital bed Remember My death gave another life to thee They sell me for many a dollar To the blue-eyed scholar And I will become his loyal friend I may look creepy But that's just because I'm dead The teacher points to various places On me , sometimes I feel a little ticklish But I a satisfied by the curious eyes Who are learning about me for your benefit And when the session expires My second life,it must retire But they extract my bones Put the skeletal frame in a museum Or break it into pieces And give it to students of various fields The dentists want the cranium I'm bloodless Anatomy's life bood So bow down to me Ye first year students I taught Da Vinci how to draw a man Taught Michaelangelo how to sculpt From Ancient Greece to modern medicine My death has given life to many humans
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Apr 5, 2021
Apr 5, 2021 at 3:21 PM UTC
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