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Under dark protection of the night the gruesome two-some take to flight,

To exhume the grave of the recent buried, in a wheel barrow the bodies ferried,

Body snatchers creep at night, the open coffin brings delight,

Strip bare the corpse of wealth adorned, delivering the body before the dawn,

One with a shovel the other an axe, with powerful blows the coffin cracks,

The lid split open the crypt undone, access gained to the disrespectful ones,

Cold as ice the body lay, undisturbed until this day,

Burke reached in to rob the dead, as Hare watched on, his greed be fed,

"Help me Hare this one is stuck", his feet were sinking in the muck,

But Hare looked on his face turned grey, as Burke was being pulled away,

The ground beneath began to crumble, as Burke and Hare began to stumble,

The grip of  fear had them tightly bound, as the corpse took hold of both their Hands,

Burke screamed "For God's sake help this is no joke", and that was when the Spirit spoke,

"Burke and Hare your fate is sealed, by the hand of death from which you steal,

Tonight The body snatchers me, as I ferry your souls on deaths black sea,

I take your life's to pay your debt,

Too long you taunt and tease the dead",

The ground opened up and fire shot through, the screams of torment echoed Through,

As Burke and Hare could not break free, from the depths of hell they could not flee,

Falling deeper underground, their bodies never to be found,

Yet listen close by graves at night,and you will hear their screams of fright,

A warning as they burn in hell, never desecrate a corpses shell.

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