The Distaff Ceremony in 19th Century America (Reposted for Sister Greed)

[Tanner]

At their request
Dress them proper in Sunday best
It might be fine black lace

With white embroidered trim
High collar starched stiff
Appropriate for this solemn occasion

If too poor to make
Or buy a new outfit
Friends townsfolk or even the Sheriff
Might provide the clothes

Advertise this auspicious event
Of justice heaven sent
Expect a large crowd jostling
For a clear-sighted view

Today no tree branch will do
Or cart’s rear end
Sit them side-saddle in their fancy attire
As befits their female charm

Use a good hemp rope
To caress and adorn the neck
Pull it tight and let them drop quick
To flounder and flap about

What crimes got them here
Besides murder – witchcraft arson
Concealing a birth
Adultery or stealing a shoe

[Sister Greed]

To what do I owe this honor Tanner? I love it! You’re such a great writer!

[Johntee]

"Lizzie Borden took an axe
and gave her mother forty whacks"
(or did she?)
but sentence went behind stone walls
so justice served her up to Hacks

[Tanner]

Sister Greed, When you returned I knew I had to repost and dedicate to you. I know you would be particularly interested in the mistreatment of women in the 19th century and earlier centuries in America. When I researched the topic, I was horrified to learn what women were hanged for! I.e. the last stanza says it all. Welcome Back!

[Sister Greed]

I love you! Thank you. This was such a daunting true story, well crafted. The historical persecution of the feminine divine. I’m scared to speculate which side I was on as I’m sure I was male in that time period. Thank you again!