Look at
them gather
at the gallows.
That's entertainment.
Monkeys sell
popcorn, and do
tricks, dressed in
sailor suits.
You bought your
tickets,
Now enjoy the show.
The crowds get bigger.
Everyone loves a
good tragedy, except
the one being hanged.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
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Comments8
Good write Thomas.
Andy
Thank you.
It's ghoulish, especially in medieval days. Would we actually stay to see one hanged - and even chopped up?! It's ghastly.
Yes, it's said of the story of the prodigal son - it was all good news, except for the fatted calf. Doh!
Yes, thanks for stopping by.
Another belter, mate. Works on so many levels. And has a Hunter S Thompson feel to it too. Love it.
Thanks, Tom. Much appreciated.
Gambling the devils game. 🌹 Brilliant.
Thank you, sweet Teddy.
Oh damn! This world is an exposure therapy.
Thanks for commenting.
Now aint that just the truth .. 10/10
Yes. Thanks, my friend.
Streaming now..
Exactly. Thank you for stopping by.
whoops!
missed this one Thomas.
but here I am again,
applauding you.
Thank you, my friend.
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