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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In the dark dark year of 63 Britain's most gruesome murder spree A conscious betrayal of innocence With acts of barbarous decadence Left five young children, in a hole, on the moor And no one knows if there are more For silence followed with lips shut tight Across fifty years, day and night The most evil couple that spurned from man A couple with a killing plan On a promise of puppies and sweets He was the outright antagonist His callous blonde lover willing to assist While silently waiting holding his breath With her female trust they were led to their death Have some apples, I have kittens to stroke And a murderous intention To help rape and to choke On a promise of puppies and sweets All of these children totally perplexed Forced to engage in unnatural sex Then pose for nude pictures before being raped With all of this heinous so casually taped Then bludgeoned to death with insatiable force The boot of a car and onto the moor A cold wet grave for the body of a child On a hostile moor, windswept and wild On a promise of puppies and sweets Tortured and bludgeoned with axe and with scorn No pretty flowers nor graveyard for mourn Outrageously thrown in a hole on the moor, Where they lay undiscovered for a score year or more Come little one, come follow me Come see the puppies, come now and see I have sweeties and apples and playthings for you And a callous intention, to end your life, too As the killers closed their eyes to the gore On a promise of puppies and sweets This is the tale of Britain's worst crime This could not happen, well not at this time But happen it did and a nation left reeled As five innocent children lay dead in a field Continuous silence continues today Where children are buried, they would not say As they danced on a grave and took photographs With Myra so happy, so happy she laughed Ian looked so proud as he stared at the floor With a freshly dug patch of a huge hostile moor That had no divining line, where the land and sky meets On a promise of puppies and sweets Both of these monsters spent a long time in a cell Until the devil welcomed them, to join him in hell An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth Deservingly so, that is the truth
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