Best Electric Chair Poems

death 
shall
take
her 
final breath here
while
sitting quietly
in
the 
electric chair
in
fear
while
death finally clears the air...

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(This is a fictional poem)

I'm really frightened because I'm about to die in this electric chair.
I was convicted for a murder I didn't commit and that wasn't fair.
Somebody killed a little girl and then took her body and hid it.
Because she was found on my...

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they sit him down like a tired old man
in that throne of leather and iron—
old sparky, they called it,
like it was some friendly dog.

they strap the wrists, ankles, chest,
tight enough to stop god himself—
one last insult to liberty.
the sponge is wet, because dry
means fire, and...

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