Twas a stormless night

when the incident with the euphonium

low cloud yet quitish bright

triggered pandemonium. 





The chickens they ran amok

as the church bells sang of the end of the of days

the vicar was touched by a form of shock

like headless poultry - mad cluckers all crazed.





& then it almost rained frogs

as the cries of terror-shit topped  deafening

plus miaows from confused dogs

almost but definitely threatening. 





& so without further ado-ACHOO

in the absence of thunder claps or any last requests

bless you - yes I have the sniffles too

hereby thence sentence you to death

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