In sixteen ninety-two,
Salem bore a wicked sin;
It was there atop a rugged hill,
They hanged old Sarah Flynn
The Elders deemed her guilty,
Of witchcraft they accused;
Prepared to draw her final breath,
While others stood amused
Scoffing her accusers,
She shouted emphatically;
"Benjamin, Walter, and Jacob!"
"Death shall come to thee in three's!"
From the end of a rope she gasped,
The Elders looked on...
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