Victor was a little baby into this world he came His father took him on his knee and said
Don't dishonor the family name Victor looked up at his father
Looked up with big round eyes His father said
Victor my only son don't you ever ever tell lies
It was a frosty December it wasn't the season for fruits
His father fell dead of heart disease while lacing up his boots
It was a frosty December when into his grave he sank
His uncle found him to riposte his cashier at the Midland Counties Bank
It was a frosty December Victor was only eighteen
But his figures were neat and his margins straight and his cups were always clean
He took a room at the Paparola respectable boarding house
Time watched Victor day after day as a cat will watch a mouse
Victor went up to his bedroom set the alarm bell
Climbed into bed with his bible and read of what happened to Jezebel
It was the first of April and the first of December

It was the first of April and the first of December
It was the first of April and until the paparot came
Her eyes, her lips, her breasts, her hips and her smile sent men aflame
It was the second of April she was wearing a coat of fur
Victor met her upon the stairs and he fell in love with her
The first time he made his proposal she laughed said
I'll never wait
The second time there was a pause then she smiled and shook her head
Anna looked into her mirror pounded and gave a frown said
Victor's as dull as a wet afternoon but I've got to settle down
The third time he made his proposal as they walked by the reservoir
She gave him a kiss like a blow on the head said
You are my heart's desire
They married early in August she said
Kiss me you funny boy
Victor took her in his arms and said
Oh my Helen of Troy
Oh my Helen of Troy
The clerks were talking a fan of the door was just a jar
Once said poor old Victor about where ignorance is bliss etc
Victor looked up at the sunset as he stood there all alone cried
Are you in heaven father
But the sky said a dress not known
But the sky said a dress not known
Victor looked up at the mountains the mountains all covered with snow cried
Are you pleased with me father
The answer came back no
Victor came to the forest cried
Father will she ever be true
The oaks and beaches shook their heads and they answered no not to you
Victor came to the meadow where the wind went sweeping by cried
Oh father I love her so
But the wind said she must die
Victor came to the river running so deep and so still crying
Father what shall I do
The river answered kill
The river answered kill
Anna was sitting at table drawing cards for a pack
Anna was sitting at table waiting for her husband to come back
Victor stood in the doorway he didn't utter a word
She said what's the matter darling
He behaved as if he hadn't heard
There was a voice in his left ear there was a voice in his right
There was a voice at the base of his skull saying
She must die tonight
Victor picked up a carving knife his features were set and drawn said
Anna it would have been better for you if you had not died tonight
Anna jumped up from the table and Anna started to scream, but Victor came slowly after her
like a horror in a dream.
She dodged behind the sofa, she tore out a curtain rod, but Victor came slowly after
her and said,
Prepare to meet thy God.
He stood there with the body, he stood there holding the knife, and the blood ran down
the stairs and he sang,
They tapped Victor on the shoulder, they took him away in a van.
He sat as quiet as a lump of moss saying,
I am the son of man.
Victor sat in a corner making a woman of clay saying,
I am Alpha and Omega, I shall come to judge the earth one day.
And he saw her face turning away from him and said,
I shall laugh at my love from you.


Mydisplaystyle was too long in my mind to take it as her mouth started to mainstream,

Thank you.
Thank you.