Heard in the wilderness in a stand of old trees.
“Why did they hang him from such a high branch?” said I.
“A husbandry of tall tree, and short rope it would appear.” said he.
“There are other branches that would work down here.” said I.
“Neither corpse nor tree shall answer your query. Perhaps we will find the one who tied the knot.’ said he.
It wasn't me. You can't prove anything.
2012-11-26
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