Ivy Hangman

Ill send the ivy after you,
Never will you sleep,
For she will come after you,
And around your throat she'll creep.

She know of what you did my dear,
And she, she seeks revenge,
She will never stop coming after you,
Until your life reaches its end.

She waits ever so quietly,
Her green blood flows through each vein,
The creeping and no sleeping,
Will drive you quite insane.

And here she is she finds you,
You cannot get away,
The ivy she comes around your throat,
And forever she will stay.

She gives you a kiss of death,
She grows up wards tall and long,
Any final words?
Her noose bound tightly nice and strong.

She knows what you did,
To me and little Beth,
A cruel and terrible crime you did,
Punishable by death.

The Ivy's ready,
I watch our hangman shake,
The ropes that once secured you,
Are cut and each one breaks.

Suspended you will linger,
Standing in mid air,
The ivy had her victim,
And no one even cared.

See me and Beth are loved ones,
You my dear were not,
No grave or memorial for you,
In the ivy you'll rot.