Rew & Prew

I shall dig you up, my Mother,  
then lay my body on your bones  
and we shall meld with one another  
Mother, we shall birth a clone.  
  
My brain's indeed enough for two  
your memories are intact  
we shall twin again be Rew and Prue    
to regain that which we lack.  
  
So lie still Mother, lie easy,  
please do not torment me so  
although I feel a little queasy  
I've not much further to go.