Last weeks words on Lily's Friday challenge were Tunnel, Judge, & Horse. I had an overwhelming sense of the English canals. I've had quite a busy week, so kept revisiting the same theme without success. Then I remembered legends of Kit Crewbucket and spring heeled jack. Unfortunately I couldn't get my story short enough so I put in a short poem instead. BTW a bogart is a household fairy which causes things to disappear, milk to sour, and dogs to go lame. Always malevolent, the boggart will follow its family wherever they flee.
The Ballad of Kit Crewbucket
From the tunnel depths I heard a wailing sound, from several souls that she had drowned.
How many there it’s hard to judge, their bodies sunk beneath the sludge
The headless bogart known as Kit, likes to play around a bit.
With the temperament of the wildest horse, she stalks this stretch of watercourse.
With wailing drone and chains to clink she seeks another barge to sink.