Well if you think about it, this could be put in a game as a bad end. Fail badly enough and have to witness your own execution.
And now I've got the rhyme stuck in my head. Here comes a candle to light you to bed, and here comes a chopper to chop off your head. Chop. Chop. Chop.
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