QRV

From in the park,

Just after dark,

Came gasps of agony.

A common pin,

It did him in,

Was dipped in QRV.

From the left bank

She quickly sank

Into depravity.

She later died

Of suicide

From taking QRV.

With carving knives

They lost their lives,

Sent to eternity.

Who would suspect

A local sect

That pedalled QRV.

Who once was pretty,

Gay and witty,

A spirit wild and free,

Now lies half dead

Across the bed,

A slave to QRV.

Among the dead

Were listless Ned,

Aunt Glou Glou,

Lady Twee,

Little James,

The Woolly Flames,

Done in by QRV.

Ask not for whom

Was built this tomb

Which stands upon the sea,

But know inside

Lies one who died

From taking QRV.

While skipping past

A rail too fast

She perished clumsily.

What did she do

But fall into

A vat of QRV.