Hail, king of the Jews! A crown of hawthorns on's head, Offer him more bitzered wine from yews; Poor Nazerene, come do that thou said, To destroy this temple, made...
[caption id="attachment_5027" align="aligncenter" width="392"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Yankee Crypt][/caption]Where death watch beetles held sway Rot hung in the fetid air... Black robes ragged, purple haze a faded grey, Smell of death everywhere.....