(Warning this poem contains visual content
which may be considered too morbid or shocking
for those of refined and gentle tastes.)
Rock a-bye-bye, Bethy,
from the wood-beam rafter stock,
when the neck-noose tightens,
Bethy's body will twitch, sway and will rock,
the chair she kicked out shall tumble and fall,
and rock a-bye-bye Bethy, will be dead and that's all.
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Disturbing photographic image:
http://beautyineverything.com/2375915615
D. Conors
05 October 2010
