Marry the merry and chastise the sad
Our sybil snared a Galahad
Her seams are crooked, the sewing bad,
Sewn on a lunatic wheelThough poison lurk in stitch vermilion,
Go, lead her to the church cotillion
But scatter rosemary and Sweet William,
Vetch for a lunatic trainThen ring the matrimonial bell
And wish the wretched couple well
As they step lively down to hell,
Singing a lunatic song!Now rend her cloth and smash her treadle
And cut that throat she used to wheedle
Damn the day she drew her needle,
And sewed the lunatic yarn!
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The Lunatic Yarn (poem)
PoetryThis poem was the foreword to my Dark Shadows fanfiction novel, The Lunatic Yarn, which concerned a cursed afghan found at Collinwood that affected all who unwittingly touched it. The poem echoes Barnabas Collins' anguish at Angelique's unending pur...