Sense Sonnet - Chiller

Chicago - Barn Burner

I, Louis Cohn, in this my Will,
Do hereby confess to the crime
Of causing my city great ill,
Destruction the worst of the time.
I was in the O'Leary barn,
Where I was not supposed to be,
Late at night. O'Leary came - darn!
So I took off in a hurry.
I knocked a lantern onto hay.
A fire started, and to my shame,
I did not stop and got away.
I heard that a cow got the blame.

I lived on as a silent liar,
Starting the Great Chicago Fire.