“Now you will with some few others Trek to the professor’s seat. Awakened through his careful thought, Be reassembled from your fragments, To tell to others yet to come From the sculpting of your teeth How you lived and disappeared, Name you he will, and what he found.”
This poem was written in the 19th century by Jacob Boll, a resident of Dallas. He was a naturalist who searched the American frontier for fossils. The poem addresses the bones. Interesting how poetry can bubble forth out of anybody, no matter their profession.