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 Who'll dig his grave? I, said the owl, With my spade and shovel, I'll dig his grave.

Who'll be the parson? I, said the rook, With my little book, I'll be the parson.

Who'll be the clerk? I, said the lark, If it's not in the dark, I'll be the clerk.

Who'll bear him to his grave? I, said the kite, If it's not in the night, I'll bear him to his grave.

Who'll carry the link? I, said the linnet, I'll fetch it in a minute, I'll carry the link.

Who'll be chief mourner? I, said the dove, I mourn for my love, I'll be the chief mourner.