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The transcription is a rhyming poem about a man named Sweeney Todd who seeks revenge by killing people with his razor. His accomplice, Mrs. Lovett, uses the victims' bodies to make pies. Sweeney Todd's motivation is the injustice he experienced when his wife was taken from him. The poem warns men to be cautious because they could become victims and end up as pies to be shared. Beware, beware of the barber's chair, Down in London's Fleet Street, For someone's hungry for revenge, And ready to make a meat treat. Sweeney Todd, as he was known, Had murder on his mind, Prepared his razor for revenge, Of slicing from behind. As many fell from his blade, Thinking they could trust, Mrs. Lovett stood and watched, And thought about the crust. Pies delightful to the eyes, Filled with gristle and bone, Along with her secret ingredient, Of lots of testosterone. Injustice robbed him of his wife, So I will polish them off, he'd say, First in the chair, then through the trapdoor, Then on the counter display. This is the tale of the demon barber, So all you gents beware, For all you know, tomorrow, You might be a pie to share.