The James T. Callow Folklore Archive

(TALE FILLED WITH CONTRADICTION)

IT WAS A DARK AND STORMY NIGHT,
AND THE SUN SHOWN DOWN IN SPLENDOR.
TWO MEN STOOD FACE TO FACE WITH THEIR BACKS TOGETHER.
ONE DREW A REVOLVER FROM HIS BELT,
THE OTHER'S HEAD DID SEVER.
ALONG CAME A GAY YOUNG MISS,
SHE WAS OLD AND BENT WITH YEARS.
AND ON HER FACE SHE WORE A SMILE,
AND HER EYES WERE FILLED WITH TEARS.
SHE RECOGNIZED THE DYING MAN,
AND CRIED ALOUD, "WHO IS HE?"
HE RAISED HIS HEADLESS BODY UP
AND SAID, "MY GOD, IT'S LIZZIE!"

Where learned: HOME

Date learned: NOT GIVEN