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  • « Midnight July | Home | Solace »

    Bloody Sue (reprise)

    By Rob Kistner | July 18, 2008

     

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    Bloody Sue

    Gather close so you might hear
    A tale of terror, a tale of fear

    A vigilante ghost from beyond the grave
    Only justice did this spirit crave

    You may choose to doubt my word
    But you’ve been warned once you’ve heard

    Of the vengeful maiden dressed in red
    7 men lured, 7 men dead

    7 men drawn to this comely miss
    7 souls lost to her lethal kiss

    A modern legend is Bloody Sue
    Her deeds of terror are bold and true

    Was she from hell or from heaven’s gate
    It’s certain her victims deserved their fate

     

    The first, the banker, an avarice man
    Stole dreams of others with his evil plan

    To own the world, to possess the lot
    Now all that’s his is a dead man’s plot

    Found with coins choked down his throat
    Clutched in his hand a bloody note

    “To you wicked greedy, this could be you
    Remember well,” signed – Bloody Sue

     

    The second, the lawyer, a prideful sort
    Lied and cheated to win in court

    And bragged of his dishonest way
    Until violence marked his final day

    Found one morning with bashed-in head
    A bloody gavel lay on his bed

    “Bludgeoned here for his lies and scandal,”
    Read Sue’s note, wrapped ‘round the handle

     

    The third, the bishop, a man of lust
    Molested innocence, betrayed their trust

    Kept a journal of his lurid deeds
    A trophy to all his prurient needs

    Found slumped on his pulpit with a bloody lap
    His private parts in his bishop’s cap

    “Beware vile predators throughout this land!”
    Sue had carved in the bishop’s hand

     

    Fourth was the baker, a gluttoness fool
    Treated his workers horribly cruel

    Paid not enough to put food on their plate
    While he gorged himself - he ate and ate

    One day at the bakery’s opening hour
    He was found buried in a vat of flour

    Across the vat, fat and big,
    In chocolate icing, Sue wrote – “pig”

     

    Then came the lazy chief of police
    Unsolved cases filled his valise

    Crime and violence everywhere
    While he snoozed in his office chair

    One day shots rang loud and clear
    Sue riddled the chief from ear to ear

    “Get another chief and get this damned work done!”
    Said the note from Sue, found by the gun

     

    The office gossip, and his jealous way
    Spread lies and rumors on the phone all day

    His envy the ruin of many good names
    Destroying lives with his vicious games

    Sue used his phone to strangle him
    And left a voice mail dire and grim

    “To all who ruin a reputation
    You too will die from strangulation.”

     

    Last… the radio talk-show host
    Spreading propaganda, coast to coast

    Pawn of spiteful politicians
    Corrupt, though acting above suspicions

    Electrocuted on his live broadcast
    Sue dealt justice hard and fast

    She was heard to say as hot sparks flew
    “Beware you haters, I’ll fry you too.”

     

    So that’s the story of Bloody Sue
    Believe it, or not – that’s up to you

    A brutal beauty in scarlet cape
    From her hand of vengeance there’s no escape

    She will draw from you your final breath
    If she marks you with her kiss of death

    Some say she’s a ghost who haunts this earth
    Others claim an angel, of heavenly birth

    But all agree there’s one thing true
    If you’re a son-of-a-bitch, she’ll come for you

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    rob kistner © 2008

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    collage above entitled: “Scarlett Lady” - by: rob kistner © 2008
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    10 Responses to “Bloody Sue (reprise)

    1. Gemma Says:
      July 18th, 2008 at 6:31 pm

      “Beware you haters, I’ll fry you too.” Just terrific melodrama reaches an amazing crescendo at this point! An entertaining post!

    2. AnthonyNorth Says:
      July 19th, 2008 at 3:00 am

      That was brilliant. Read like an old ballad, and had that definite layer of edginess.

    3. Pen Me A Poem Says:
      July 19th, 2008 at 3:59 am

      Wow, this was fantastic. It flowed marvellously and its content was delicious. Wonderful write!

      Beaman

      Poetry Prompt

    4. Linda Jacobs Says:
      July 19th, 2008 at 7:01 am

      Great interpretation of the seven deadly sins! This would be cool to use with my British Lit students when we read Paradise Lost. I enjoyed it!

    5. Granny Smith Says:
      July 19th, 2008 at 1:15 pm

      Deadly serious humor! The ballad-type form was a perfect medium (no pun intended) for this social commentary and/or interpretation of the seven deadly sins.

    6. danni Says:
      July 19th, 2008 at 4:48 pm

      “the wages of sin are death” — great portrayal!!!

    7. rambler Says:
      July 20th, 2008 at 6:35 am

      this was just brilliant

    8. Overeducated Twit Says:
      July 20th, 2008 at 11:06 pm

      I loved this! Rhymed couplets can come across as contrived sometimes, but they worked well here to give it the feel of an old folk tale. I was chuckling at the bishop’s death, but the talk show host’s death took the cake.

    9. karen crone Says:
      July 22nd, 2008 at 11:22 am

      That girl’s a bad-ass!
      This was fun. Thanks.

    10. Lirone Says:
      July 22nd, 2008 at 3:28 pm

      Fun, and well written too!

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