“Then there’d be shrieks, a pistol shot, a cry, + 

And someone down. I was the third he caught. + 

The others pushed me out beneath his eye, + 

Saying, ‘He’s here; here, Capture.’ Who’d have thought⁠— + 

My old friends? But I know now. I’ve been taught⁠ ⁠… + 

They cut away my two hands and my feet + 

And laughed and left me for the birds to eat. + 