The death of Sylvia Plath

There's a lady called Sylvia Plath
Who died by suicide, 
In an oven 
She was my next door neighbor 
For a long time, 
A long long time. 
That bastard Ted 
He killed her 
And the others
Wevill and the child Shura 
And the others 
That Ted, always fighting with her 
Never leaving her alone 
Beating her
Hitting her 
Torturing her 
Deceiving her 
Until that day 
She snapped 
Kneeled before God 
And submitted herself 
To Kingdomcome 
Hallowed be thy name 
Thy will be done
Give us this day our daily bread 
And forgive us 
Deliver us 
From evil 

[I cry]
For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever and ever. Amen