The Hangman Prepared
The hangman was ready to chop head to a thief,
An unbearable heat poured down from heaven
''How lucky you are '' - said the hangman with grieve,
" You are saying goodbye to your head and forever.
But, I have to crawl back under such red-hot sky."
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Such a lottery this an unpredictable life!
Copyright © Alex Klugman | Year Posted 2017
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