| Halloween 2002
|Over across town, on Jackson Street, there's a house with a tale to tell,
About a widower some 50 odd years ago, who send his new bride to Hell;
Some say she came back to avenge, others say the guilt drove him insane,
But this is the way my daddy told it, about that night for old Samhain.
Jack was a door-to-door salesman, eeking out a living at the very best,
When he met a girl called Betsy, who stole his heart like none of the rest;
They fell madly in love from the onset, and Jack asked Betsy to be his wife,
To love and honor and obey him, be his one and only, for the rest of his life.
So in the Summer of 1957, after a simple wedding as quiet as a mouse,
Jack and Betsy moved in together, at the number 13 Jackson Street house;
It had been abandoned many years ago, and though the weeds did roam,
They were very happy as a couple, and so determined to make it a home.
All was going very well for them, right up until that ghastly, fateful Fall day,
Jack had finished traveling a whole day early, and set off for home right away;
Entering without so much as a whisper, to surprise his wife happily was his plan,
But imagine his surprise, at the sight, of his bride in the arms of another man.
Fleeing out into the backyard Jack staggered, seeking solice for his tortured mind,
How could he fix this shattered world, and regain some of the dignity let behind;
When he came upon the old tree stump, and his recently sharpened old axe,
Extracting it with hardly any effort, he returned to the house once Betsy and Jack's.
He storms in through the back kitchen door, straight to the sun palor up front,
Walked directly across to the couple on the sofa, and swung with a mighty grunt;
And before anyone had a chance to act, before a single word could even be said,
Betsy sat looking down in horror, at the hatchet buried deep in her brother's head.
For what seemed an eternity of passing, the only sound the ticking of the clock,
Til she slowly looked up in deep anguish, to her husband, who stood rigid in shock;
Then she suddenly started shaking and after her eyes rolled back into her head,
Her body casually pitched forward, and by the time she hit the floor she was dead.
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© October 2002