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it's quite an elaborate scheme the fine art of poisoning the dose to comatose slyly administered not for the frail of heart the vengeful must play their part a friend to the bitter end or so they say nice and slow misfortune will flow peril in the nursery it seems a tainted pastry one bite what a dreadful fright she was such a delicate little dish a pleasant parlour gathering quicksilver concealed in a ruby ring two lumps or three i have always adored bergamot tea nice and slow misfortune will flow but who will know? |