THE HARLOT'S CRY
by: BlackRosePoet
AN: This was an assignment for school, but it really is a fanfic too. Let me know if you agree with my teacher and like it or not.
He is mine!
No one can take him or have him!
Especially not that cold mean woman.
Neither she nor ice love,
and he deserves love as hot as fire,
like mine is!
But now he denies me
and I will not have it!
He says he holds no love for me,
but I will not have it or believe it!
If his wife were dead he would love me,
oh yes if she were dead!
They call the dancing sin and Satan.
They will call us witches
and hang us.
But not if there's someone else
who is the witch.
Then they will hang!
Yet one so upstanding they won't convict,
not unless there are many others.
Then they will call anyone
a witch to hang!
Now she is out of the way.
She is gone and he is mine!
But he will have me not,
it is only she he speaks of.
He has called me out,
and blacked our names in sin.
He will have me not,
so I shall not have him!
With this cry he shall hang,
for he will not have me.
He will hang!
By the harlot's cry, he shall hang!