Grave Robbers

It's midnight me and my mate are just trying to make a few bob, better hurry cos we can't be late or we'll lose our laboratory job, our place of work wouldn't suit Everyone, the cemetery in the dark under moonlight, no worries they're all dead and gone but sometimes not, then we get a fright, call it body snatching or exhumation the fresher they are the more we earn, we just supply there's no communication, set price no such thing as sale or return, we know it's a dirty job but someone has to do it for the benefit of all mankind, they don't care, man woman boy or lass only interested in what they may find, we ask no questions, except how many bodies they need and when required, we charge seven pounds and a penny, for each body though more is desired, we don't advertise all word of mouth due to the law frowns upon what we do, we operate in all parts mainly down south no need to worry we'll be careful with you, Inspired by the famous grave robbers Burke and Hare 1800s. (bob is slang for a shilling)