Saturday, February 23, 2008


Double plot you see
For him and me
He's twelve feet under
I'm kicking myself for that blunder
At thirty seven I became a widow
With a seven year old in tow
I had a great job and a brand new condo
How was I to know
Body now shattered and I'm on my last nerves
Life throws a lot of curves
No longer a viable entity
Not wanting any pity
When it's my turn to meet the Reaper
I'll just close my peepers

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