The Laird’s Demise

What better way to begin the week than with the suspicion of foul play involving royals?  The lord of the manor takes ill during a drinking fest.. Who or what was the cause of his passing? You be the judge!

Have a great week everyone,


Who dares to serve a tainted cup to the manor's laird at evening's sup?

Who dares to serve a tainted cup to the manor’s laird at evening’s sup?

The Laird‘s Demise

 Whilst the wenches

served the ale

the laird himself

had gone to pale.

A man robust

not creature frail

still there he be,

in dire travail.

His lady first

to shriek and wail

that her true love

was near to fail.

Her response, felt some

on too grand a scale

cried not like the wind

but more the gale.

Still tears appeared

to close the sale

as the chemist summoned,

raced the snail.

And then disappearing

was the grail

from which he sipped

of it, no trail.

Suspected were the serving girls

but proved to no avail

whilst the lady now, upon his throne

doth relate this woeful tale.

Jack Downing

Aug. 2013

Copyright© Jack Downing, aka Jake All rights reserved. Contents may not be reprinted or disseminated in any manner without the expressed written consent of the author. JRD. 8/19/13


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Hearth and Health are wonderful things and if you're without either such sorrow that brings So I cannot express enough thanks to my Lord and to my family and friends for the support you afford! ~Jack Downing~
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5 Responses to The Laird’s Demise

  1. Beth Ann says:

    Poor laird. What a sad tale you told today, Jake. Now I will be sad the rest of the day for his lady.

  2. Ray's Mom says:

    Reblogged this on JUSTICE FOR RAYMOND and commented:
    A likely tale of how the wife poisoned her husband. Perhaps she used barium, formerly used as rat poison.

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