Seven Men prt2

I saw seven wives on the floor
Cleaning after the seven men before
Seven wives cleaned all night
Seven wives wept till sun light
Seven graves were made that day
Seven children in the ground they lay
Seven wives did wifely chores
Seven and ten months a child they each bore
Seven wives hatched a plan
Seven wives will get their man
Seven nights of deep slumber
Seven men dream of murder and plunder
Seven Days they drank out of gold
Seven night they lay, out cold
Seventh night they lay in bed
Seven wives chopped off the men’s head
When seven wives blood-lust turned
Seven houses the wives did burn
Into the night seven wives did leave
And in the morning, no one did grieve
For the seven men who will breathe no more
Who killed their sons for fun and nothing more