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Come gather 'round, my friends, and hear a tale so grim
Of a murder in Arbroath that shook the very limb
Arthur Kingston Elliot was his name, a man of strife
Who took the life of John Smail, a man of insurance life
It was May 18th in the year nineteen hundred
When Arthur Elliot's rage was fully thundered
He assaulted John Smail at the Prudential Insurance Company
And then in public street, he shot him with no pity
With two revolvers loaded with ball cartridge he did fire
And beat poor John Smail's head with one of them, so dire
John Smail lived in Dalhousie Place, his life cut short that day
And Arthur Kingston Elliot's sanity, it was in disarray
At the trial, a special defence was lodged
Arthur Elliot's mind, they said, was unhinged, so flogged
The Sheriff questioned the use of "unsound mind"
But the defence stood firm, the words were intertwined
In the High Court of Judiciary, Arthur Elliot's fate was sealed
He paid no mind to the proceedings, his mind unhealed
The judge declared him insane, to be detained for the Queen's pleasure
A tragic end to a tale of murder in a bygone measure
So let us remember the tale of Arthur Kingston Elliot
And the life he took, a tragedy we'll not forget
May we strive for sanity in all we do and say
And pray for peace and justice to reign every single day.