Mad Judy
When the hamlet hailed a birthJudy used to cry:When she heard our christening mirthShe would kneel and sigh.She was crazed, we knew, and weHumoured her infirmity.
When the daughters and the sonsGathered them to wed,And we like-intending onesDanced till dawn was red,She would rock and mutter, “MoreComers to this stony shore!”
When old Headsman Death laid handsOn a babe or twain,She would feast, and by her brandsSing her songs again.What she liked we let her do,Judy was insane, we knew.
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