Oy, the onslaught of bad news. We need surcease. How about a spot of poetry? David Lal from Above the Law is happy to oblige:
Into our town the Hangman came,Lal's source is here--where, in full length, the poem carries a somewhat different message from the message of the bare excerpt. There's even a movie.
Smelling of gold and blood and flame.
And he paced our bricks with a diffident air,
And built his frame in the courthouse square.
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