The House of Hanging
In a village, name well known
On the outskirts, is a house hidden in trees of oak
And this house is known by all far and wide
For the legend of The House of Hanging
Still leaves many up at night
About some fifty-three years in the past
A tragedy in the house left the villagers aghast
And the crime is to this day unsurpassed
Because about sixty years ago
In The House of Hanging
A man and his wife had just had a baby
Now when it came to naming the boy there was a lot of maybes
Day and night they discussed for about a month
And finally the baby boy was given one.
The boy was named Bram
And for the first few years of his life
His parents claimed he would be the death of them
The villagers were confused however
Because the boy called Bram
Seemed perfectly normal
“He’s not even spoiled,” the villagers exclaimed
Despite the family’s bountiful wealth
Then on the boy’s seventh birthday
The family disappeared without a trace
This brought a look of shock to everyone’s face
Kidnapping was ruled out, due to no sign of struggle
And none of their possessions hadn’t been smuggled
For five years the case went cold
When the parents bodies turned up withered and old
Hanging on the porch, by a thick-knotted rope
The police were summoned and they searched the house
They found a hidden door beside the stairs
Inside they found the boy named Bram
Lying in a pool of blood
He had killed his parents
And now ended his life
So now the mystery of The House of Hanging
Is resolved after much sadness and fright.
