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1765: The Coventry Hangings (Free verse) by Caducus Within three eyes were
blossom and horsehair,
'Pippin' death knells
reached a moaning cart
where six damned eyes
of Coventry blue,
would weave themselves white.
Through the thousand crowd
a barotone nobleman,
greeted them by name
damned them by moniker,
then lips and lifelines pressed
before the glockenspiel ascent to death.
Within three eyes were
'Baker', 'Drury' and 'Leslie'.
A yarn of heads tried to pray
God replied in Gibbet, and
the slow motion ladder
brought August to three buds
of our 'Cofa' tree.
Up the ladder:
Empathy with the childhood dreams
Down the ladder:
1982 County Stadium
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Posted: September 5, 2007 5:24 AM PDT; Last modified: September 5, 2007 5:27 AM PDTWeighted score: 4.928861 Overall Rank: 9277 Comments:
oh and 'coventry blue' was the colour renowned that coventry weavers produced until the early 20th century.
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After these hangings they were treated to a coating of hot tar and left to rot for 35 years - Coventry justice has never been the same since lol.