Note: Amelia Dyer is part of my Horror Vault stories and is NOT suitable for younger readers. The story contains no strong language but has occasionally some gory moments.
Proceed with caution… part 3/5
“Please take my child!” cried a mother in despair,
Leaving little Doris, the result of an affair.
Farming children became Amelia’s trade
Prospering from the pain of the women she betrayed.
And so Amelia gained a saintly reputation
Amongst unwed mothers afraid of defamation.
Desperate and poor, they flocked around her house,
Giving up their bastards so they could court a spouse.
But looking after children was a dreary proposition.
Amelia let them starve and they died of malnutrition.
She hid their little bodies wherever there was space,
Cabinets full of babies, gone without a trace.
But the stench of rotting children was causing air pollution. Afraid of getting caught, Amelia thought of a solution. “I’ll start up a café and serve the dead as pork and game. I’ll call it ‘The Crying Baby.’ Now there’s a fitting name!”
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