Keelhaul
"Thou a cacodemon" jeered the crowd.
She heard all those voices , clear and loud.
They stormed and cowed her down.
All they wanted was to see her drown.
Tired of all the incessant goad.
She chose to lurk in her abode.
She's now another dancing clown.
With griefs that weigh her down. ??
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