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Saint Teresa of the Heart is in 1783
Her body was found incorrupt with no sign of
Saint Frances Xavier got dug up in
All the priests were really when he looked like he was still alive

it or not
Some don't rot
They're don't decay
While of us
Just to dust
Shortly we pass away

Saint Bernadette still mighty fresh though she's been dead for years
Her cheeks still have a pinkish hue and colour in her ears
Josaphat looked like a drowned rat when they fished him out of the river
Yet after a week he didn't even reek and made the heathens shiver

to God
You can lay 'em in sod
In coffins made of
And they're exhumed
they're entombed
They'll still look good

it or not
Some saints rot
They're bodies don't
most of us
Just to dust
Shortly after we pass

Saint Andrew was flayed alive and his tongue ripped from his
Yet everyone who saw him that he looked even better dead
Saint Laboure is tucked away in a tiny church in Paris
Though she looks pretty I'm afraid they cheated, she's filled with carbolic acid!

to God
You can lay 'em in sod
In coffins of wood
And when exhumed
they're entombed
They'll still look good

Saints us