Penny AC Paint2

Into our town the hangman came,
smelling of oro and blood and flame.
He paced our bricks with a different air,
and built his frame on the courthouse square.
The scaffold stood da the courthouse side,
only as wide as the door was wide
with a frame as tall, o a little more,
than the capping sill of the courthouse door.

And we wondered whenever we had the time,
Who the criminal? What the crime?
The hangman judged with the yellow twist
of knotted hemp in his busy fist.

And innocent though we were with dread,
we passed those eyes of buckshot lead.
Till one cried, "Hangman, who is he,
for whom te raised the...

~Kem
I walk back along the road with Madi and Margi following again. I look up and c Cynder flying so I walk in2 a building and make my way 2 the roof. “Hey Cyn.” I say absently as she flies over 2 me.
“Kem.” she greets with a chirp.
“I think I have my 1st job 4 u.” I reply.
“Already?”
“Yes. I need u 2 follow a physic da the name of Clark.”
“May I ask y?”
“He's on the case now and he's investigating the NYC Demon cases. I don't think I've left any possible leads. In fact, I'm 110% sure I didn't...but he can talk 2 the dead.”
“not that that'd really matter....b very helpful...

~Clark
“so....ur a cop, huh?”
“i completed the academy” I say “specialized in undercover.”
“an undercover cop,” the sheriff says “we'll c about that.”
I nod, trying 2 restrain myself from reaching over and strangling the guy. Maybe it's just a pet peeve, I don't know how many people find it annoying when someone thinks they're better then u just because they've been on the job longer then u. it drives me nuts. “i would b happy 2 do anything u ask” I say, looking over 2 c the sheriff grinning at me.
“anything, hu? Oh, u can work 4 me, i've got a job 4 u. just as long as...