General Poetry posted August 13, 2019

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Tools of the Trade Now Remembered

Two Sleazy Old Maids

by Lobber

The author has placed a warning on this post for violence.

There once were two sleazy old maids
Who lived in a house once refined.

Their treasures still sharp, rusty blades
Meant to stab, prod, push as designed.

Relentless pleas, ignored with anger,
Young corpses, boxed, bent enshrined.
Each maid had a favourite hanger
And used towels left quickly behind.

Tools of the trade as some would say;
Tools designed to hook and snare,
To pull each child from dark to day
To end before a breath of air.

Lost dreams replaced by brutal wails,
As screams become a source for tales
Of bloody deeds done to those who dread
The tools of those who make things DEAD

Rhyming Poetry Contest contest entry


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