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The Last Drop

Abandoned by his father, mother

Aunty, uncle, sister, brother

All alone in cold dark cell

Waiting for the morning bell

And that short walk from cell to rope

Trial over, forlorn hope

Final meal, pie and mash

No return for hidden stash

The Judge said “Hang”, Yes, he had heard her

That’s what comes of double murder

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Published by crispinunderfelt

All round good egg. Humanist and red wine drinker.

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