Cold icy hands taking hold of me
for Death has come, you all can see.
Hell has open it,s gate to trick me.
Oh! Death, Oh! Death, can't you spare me, over for another year!
I'll stuff your jaws till you can't talk
I'll blind your leg's till you can't walk
I'll tie your hands till you can't make a stand.
And finally I'll close your eyes so you can't see
I'll bring sexual death unto you for me.
Printed with typos intact. Poem, titled "Oh! Death To Nancy," sent to Wichita Eagle-Beacon on Feb. 10, 1978, along with a letter claiming responsibility for murders of Shirley Vian, Nancy Fox and another unknown victim.
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