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Beneath the full moon's illumination, two darkly dressed Figures are quietly digging, gentlemen collectors, of the Cadavers of the undead, desecration's henchmen of Greed’s loosened purse strings, murders of the dead flesh Trade. Grave diggers for hire, the fresher the body, the more Coin is made, Burke, and Hare always say, cash only on delivery! What will it be Sir Professor of medicine, or science, large or Small we provided it all, young or old, care we not, just tell us Your preference, money does the talking here, sir! So what will it be than, what's your pleasure governor, Say these the body snatchers, of Edinburgh Scotland! Shadow hunters with clubs of diversions in hand, Tempting the male with passions of the evening, Alluring co-horsts, walk their living dead victims, Into deaths pleasure zone, then flee as the fatal Blow is struck, by their gentlemen companions! The Doctor you see, pays better coin, if the corpses Cadaver is still warm, smothered, bashed, or strangled, It’s all for the betterment of Science and medicine. These sadistic serial killers of the past, rightly Believe, and joking laugh, in the cold evening air, Of this city’s seeder side of the tracks, We’re doing this for the just cause, of Humanity’s sake, ha ha! Criminals after all my good man, is a harsh Word to use, is it not for the future medical Professional’s must be taught with the best And freshest material possible after all, right governor! Times are hard for the working man, we have To fed are own after all, Burke and Hare Relate, so if one unmissed individual puts The spoils into our cooking pot, what the ####, Simply does it really matter! Let the gallows swing high on their reckoning day, For sixteen lives will these guilty men pay for, In their dearest bloods shedding, but in an Eerie twist of fate itself, their bodies will Go to the same medical professional, So you see the joke is really on them in the end! BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN This is a true story, it happened in England, and these men were Were eventually found out and hung, there bodies were than sent To a university for the betterment of medical research!

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The Grave Diggers

Beneath the full moon's illumination, two darkly dressed Figures are quietly digging, gentlemen collectors, of the Cadavers of the undead, desecration's henchmen of Greed’s loosened purse strings, murders of the dead flesh Trade. Grave diggers for hire, the fresher the body, the more Coin is made, Burke, and Hare always say, cash only on delivery! What will it be Sir Professor of medicine, or science, large or Small we provided it all, young or old, care we not, just tell us Your preference, money does the talking here, sir! So what will it be than, what's your pleasure governor, Say these the body snatchers, of Edinburgh Scotland! Shadow hunters with clubs of diversions in hand, Tempting the male with passions of the evening, Alluring co-horsts, walk their living dead victims, Into deaths pleasure zone, then flee as the fatal Blow is struck, by their gentlemen companions! The Doctor you see, pays better coin, if the corpses Cadaver is still warm, smothered, bashed, or strangled, It’s all for the betterment of Science and medicine. These sadistic serial killers of the past, rightly Believe, and joking laugh, in the cold evening air, Of this city’s seeder side of the tracks, We’re doing this for the just cause, of Humanity’s sake, ha ha! Criminals after all my good man, is a harsh Word to use, is it not for the future medical Professional’s must be taught with the best And freshest material possible after all, right governor! Times are hard for the working man, we have To fed are own after all, Burke and Hare Relate, so if one unmissed individual puts The spoils into our cooking pot, what the ####, Simply does it really matter! Let the gallows swing high on their reckoning day, For sixteen lives will these guilty men pay for, In their dearest bloods shedding, but in an Eerie twist of fate itself, their bodies will Go to the same medical professional, So you see the joke is really on them in the end! BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN This is a true story, it happened in England, and these men were Were eventually found out and hung, there bodies were than sent To a university for the betterment of medical research!