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Into pieces your corpse I will cut
With another, your parts I will put
Packed together, hope the lid will shut!

Cutting, hacking at the skin
Through flesh and bone within
Severed fingers around your head
Bury you with the certified dead

Grave secrets

At the funeral no - one has a clue
Bearers carrying the weight of two
Relatives cry, but not for you!

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