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The phone it did not ring.
The phone it did not ring.
His sweat it fell like rain.
The witnesses just sat.
There faces etched his pain.
The phone it did not ring.
He glanced up at the time.
Fear jumped in his throat
as the clock began to chime.
The phone it did not ring.
Its silence stayed the same.
The tension just got worse
as the Hangman said his name.
The phone it did not ring.
The Warders took the lead
and led him up the steps,
as the Priest began to read.
The phone it did not ring.
There was no more to be said.
The Hangman had a hood
and he placed it over his head.
The phone it did not ring.
His urine just gave way.
He sobbed and then he cried
at the price that he would pay.
The phone it did not ring.
The Hangman took his hand.
"I only carry out
the Law in this great land."
The phone it did not ring.
Its silence brought no hope,
and he was left to hang
at the end of a six-stranded rope.
The phone it rang and rang.
His Mother she just sat.
Staring into space
with a photo in her lap.
