Carl Pazram
Panzram, Panzram, murder and rape man,
he a tortured boy, who knew no truth, presented
to world as uncouth youth
Panzram here, Panzram there, no one kind till
Oregon State Jail, gave him pen and paper his
memoirs to nail
Carl Pazram number 31614 tells in his book,
that at the executioners time he hollered,
” Why d’you take your time?... by now you
swine, I could’ve killed nine!”
Pazram, Pazram tortured mind.
Copyright © Peter Lewis Holmes | Year Posted 2015
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