This was my first attempt at a Tyburn poem. Rules? Right. This is a six-line poem. The first four lines must each consist of a single two-syllable word that rhymes with the others. The last two lines must each be nine-syllables. Line five must have lines one and two as the fifth through eighth syllables. Line six must have lines three and four as the fifth through eighth syllables. This is not as easy as it sounds, but it was fun. I still have the feeling that this poem should be a series of Tyburns, and that it has a story to tell, but that is food for another day. The Mermaid’s Flight Water Daughter Slaughter Mortar Deep beneath, the water daughter swims. From the sailors’ slaughter mortar, fins.