The James T. Callow Folklore Archive

POETRY

I HAD A BOTTLE OF BURGUNDY WINE./ WHICH MY TRUE LOVE DID NOT KNOW;
'TWAS THEN I POISONED MY DEAR LITTLE GIRL/DOWN UNDER THE BANKS BELOW.

I RAN MY SKIVER THROUGH HER/WHICH WAS A BLOODY KNIFE,/AND THREW HER
IN THE RIVER/ IT WAS A DREADFUL SIGHT.

Where learned: NOT RECORDED BY COLLECTOR

Keyword(s): QUATRAIN MURDER ; RHYME: ABCB

Date learned: NOT RECORDED BY THE COLLECTOR.

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