BEASTS AND BIRD'S by an unknown poet (3)
There was a Presbyterian catWent fourth to catch her prey;
She brought a mouse intill the house,
Upon the sabbath day
The minister, Offended
With such an act profane,
Lay down his book, The cat he took,
And bound her with a chain.
Thou fowl malicious creature,
Thou murderer said he.
Oh do you think you're bring to hell
My holy wife and me?
But be thou well assured,
That blood for blood shall pay,
For taking of the mouse's life
Upon the sabbath day.
Then he took doun his bible,
And fervently he prayed,
That the great sin the cat had done
Might not on him be laid.
Then forth to exe-cu-ti-on,
Poor Baudrons she was drawn,
And on a tree they hanged her hie,
And then they sung a psalm.
By an unknown Poet
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2024-12-07 at 03:17
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