Someone on Facebook, who would very much like to see Lisa Irwin found, began writing a song, just for Debbie Bradley, Lisa's uncooperative mother. It seemed that either Debbie, or her enablers, cried the blues to Facebook about it until it was removed. So I tweaked it a bit for her, and decided to put it on my blog. Hopefully, one day soon, Debbie Bradley will sit down with law enforcement and give them a factual account of everything that happened in her house on October 3, 2011.
I wrote this in fits, after the manner of Lewis Carroll; only I stopped at four fits, rather than eight!
2 comments:
You do realize this can be reported as well?
To who? The poetry police?
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