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The Assassination Of Thomas Howard
Her husband rocked back and forth in his chair;
He nodded, smiled, and combed back his hair.
She worked merrily in her domestic activities;
She knew not his crimes, nor his violent proclivities.
They spoke not a word—their two children nearby,
Running and hiding—not yet knowing "goodbye."
She straightened her apron; he lit his cigar—
Husband and wife—admiration from afar.
Amid laughter and frolic—the children at play—
Thomas stood from his chair and looked with dismay:
A "friend" had arrived—cowardly and young—
Coy and speaking with ...
Are you like me?
Do you enjoy the ride?
Which part of the ride is your favorite?
Do you most enjoy the slow buildup of the climb...?
Or do you most enjoy the heart-stopping exhilaration of the fall...?
What do you enjoy most?
Are you like me......?