The Chair {personification} In Couplet Form

I sit at the end of your final stroll Setting you free is my only goal At the end of your life so tired and beat I quietly offer, “Please take a seat” I suddenly notice as you’re strapped in Your victim’s father cracks a wide grin For this day he has waited so many years Is that your mother shedding all of those tears? I’m sorry; you thought I would be all polite Boy I am the darkness you fear in the night Thomas Edison got the fame for inventing me Though it was Harold P. Brown; a loyal employee The first to meet me met a fiery fate In 1890 I released William Kemmler’s hate In 1899 Martha Place came to dance with me First woman fried in the entire world’s history I truly enjoy when I get to serve company Especially delicious was my friend Ted Bundy To one simple fact there is truly no doubt I’m the gateway to Hell, come on check it out I was truly invented to serve just one goal I’m simply here to separate the body and soul They all think their evil until them and I meet I’m Sizzling Sally please come taste my heat Old Smokey, Old Sparky hell it’s all the same Smoke them or fry-em boys this is my game Written for Deborah's contest