Sue was an unoriginal. Tempted and swayed by those with influence.
Sue was uninhabitable. Should there ever be a silence, she would surely ruin it.
Her obnoxious nature prompted no one to date her, and as the night got later, predators wished to sedate her.
Sue was not a criminal however punished in its fashion by a baby accustomed to crying and a father accustomed to lashings.
Clearly, she had hopes, seeking a means to an end.
Clearly, she hid ropes, knowing the happiness would not fend
Off all of the spirits that may have haunted thee.
The babysitter rang her phone as she swung from that oak tree.