The Scottish Maiden : Death Poetry

Deary me poor Queen Mary headlong and bound heavily laden.
The privilege noble exit before the Scottish maiden.
Mary Queen of Scots was fast decapitated without her crown.
A bloody sight for sore eyes in front of all as the blade came down .
No one could have seen her smile at the blades edge on that cold day .
A flick of steel and her blood ran thick as they took her head away.

By Paul McCann