MY GUY

Guy Fawkes...
as a young catholic 
he fought against the Dutch.
and I made an effigy
to burn him with fury, flame
and such,
I made him from dads
old clothes,  I made him
tall strong and butch..
with rabbit straw for
innards..and his face
was pale, his loyal eyes
I did not want to see
scorned and tossed
on stacks of pilgrim wood
that they torch on mass
his name ..still bright
four hundred years plus
he's blazed across the night
for a crime than never was,
he never scorched the blue
touch..it fizzled out
but not their temper !
the plot that never was
let him be hang drawn
and quarted let him rot
but no ..not Guy
he threw himself from
the gallows high and
died before the deed
let this be a lesson to
the peasants..
and this poor sod..
the laws of the land
are mightier than those of God