Walking and standing, sitting and lying down, extending and contracting the limbs: these are the movements of the body.

Linked together by bones and sinews, plastered over with flesh and hide, and covered by the skin, the body is not seen as it is.

It’s full of guts and belly, liver and bladder, heart and lungs, kidney and spleen,

spit and snot, sweat and fat, blood and synovial fluid, bile and grease.

Then in nine streams the filth is always flowing. There is muck from the eyes, wax from the ears,

and snot from the nostrils. The mouth sometimes vomits bile and sometimes phlegm. And from the body, sweat and waste.

Then there is the hollow head all filled with brains. Governed by ignorance, the fool thinks it’s lovely.

And when it lies dead, bloated and livid, dumped in a charnel ground, the relatives forget it.