Lizzie

26 of 31 OctPoWriMo
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Liz was a delicate doll

Adult woman, yet small

Her beauty enthralled

Leaving Jack appalled

It was a dreadful brawl

He hit her curled in a ball

To the phone she crawled

She tried to make a call

No! On a drunken drawl

He pulled it out of the wall

Then she had a fatal fall

Now she roams these halls

Conjuring shrieking bawls

Reliving her sad befall

Each day at nightfall

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