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oskar hansen

the mistress

The Mistress.

Mary Jo where are you know? Dusty bones in a cemetery?
A dashing man drove you through the night, over a bridge
that wasn’t there, into the water and then you were alone
breathing through pockets of air in the car, waiting for him
to come rescue you. Didn’t hear his steps, on pebbly road,
as he was ran away? And your tears became the sea.

Mary Jo I have not forgotten you, the man who betrayed
you is dead, they gave him a great send off, a president and
the great came to his wake, wonder if anyone thought of you;
even your parents were paid off not to talk of you in public,
yet I do remember and think of you now the charming man,
the brother of brothers, has gone

Submitted: Tuesday, September 01, 2009

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  • Rookie - 130 Points Sidi Mahtrow (2/18/2011 7:08:00 AM)

    Progressive historians are those
    Who forget what they choose
    And remember to embellish
    What they wish.

    They say, 'justice is blind'
    But this is just another way to put out of mind
    The events that went before
    So they select what to ignore?

    Mary Jo Kopecnick's fame as accident victim
    Of Ted Kennedy grows dim
    But the events on the 'Bridge over troubled waters'
    Will be remembered by otherwise doubters.

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