Devil's Door
A Hundred-year-old rosewood door
Was found today in an old liquor store.
Buried Beneath the basement floor
so, the story goes
For a century she laid dead
shot up with bullet holes and blood stains
According to an old newspaper clipping,
It was hung before the civil war and opened as a liquor store against the law without a judge or jury
It opened its door that Sunday afternoon
Creating such an uproar a hundred women or more stormed the liquor store and tore down that devil's door singing never more will you open your door.
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