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The burden he bore
Gave no time for refute
He’d been given a job
One could not dispute

And poor Lady Jane
In her ashen condition
Seemed far beyond
Any hope of volition

Not a single wish
Could change her fate
The course was set
Her breath too late

And the Lady in wait
Sorrowfully reclined
Pearls in hand
No peace of mind

The room stood still
As time captured the end
Poor Lady Jane
Not a soul would defend

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A fragrant fog
Seeped under the door
Drifting lazily in
On that bare tile floor

And I watched as the room
Flooded with deadly gas
Everyone in the room screaming
Trying to make a mad dash

But the exit was blocked
And there was no escape
And I watched that horrific tale
On an old video tape

Scared to hardly breathe
After watching such a scene
How could anyone be
That cruel, that mean!

And yet it really happened
And it could happen again
Let’s not let history
Ever repeat itself again

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