<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=414519" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Rough Justice story poem</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Squire Cholmondely I presume<br>Was not prepared to meet his doom<br> when he was slaughtered by his groom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whose wife he made advances to<br> a thing no gentleman would do.<br>He got no more than he was due.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The groom decided he must pay<br> and slit his weasand one fine day<br>Then hid his corpse without delay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nobody liked the squire much<br> and he was often out of touch.<br>There was no hue and cry as such.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nobody thought he might be dead.<br>The groom had dropped him so he said<br>to catch the coach for Maidenhead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where he indulged his appetite<br> for painted ladies of the night<br>Which he assumed to be his right.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The groom confessed on his death bed<br> that Squire Cholmondely was long dead<br>The priest absolved him readily.<br> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The groom now dead had not revealed <br> where the body was concealed.<br>So that remains a mystery.<br> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now to this day nobody knows <br>the hiding place which the groom chose.<br>He hid it with great secrecy</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nobody cares sufficiently<br> to try to find where it might be<br>There’d be no useful purpose served.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The squire got what he deserved<br> I must conclude its for the best<br>Nobody knows where his bones rest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Perhaps one day by happenstance<br>He will be found by some mischance.<br>Buried in some unhallowed plot.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But I would rather he was not.<br>The whole affair should be forgot<br>The past is past beyond recall </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and I for one don’t care at all.<br>My granddad did what I would do<br> to anyone insulting you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sunday,08 November 2009</div><div style="margin:10px 0">http: // blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cholmondely is pronounced Chumly <br>For some obscure reason</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ivor+Or+Ivor.e+Hogg">Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=414519" data-title="Rough Justice story poem de Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg" data-description="Squire Cholmondely I presume Was not prepared to meet his doom when he was slaughtered by his groom. Whose wife he made advances to a thing no gentleman would do. He got no more than he was due. The groom decided he must pay and slit his weas..."></div> </div> </div>

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