Here lies one Box within another;
The one of wood
Was very good;
We cannot say so much for t’other.
Here lies the body of Mary Ann Ford
We trust her sould is with the Lord,
But if she’s missed of eternal life,
It’s better than being John Ford’s wife
Susan Tomkins, here she lies;
Nobody laughs, and nobody cries.
Where she’s gone, or how she fares,
Nobody knows, and nobody cares.