Michael. fanniesson

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Death Works For Her. - Poem by Michael. fanniesson

Like a kid standing in line for ice cream
‘she wants to be first’,

I was more the merry widower type,
her seeing the way ladies look at me
whenever we’re out together,
and those quick stares I give
when I think she’s not looking.

She wants to be first says,
she couldn’t handle being alone grieving
for me for the rest of her life,
and I gonna tell you.
It works for me!

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 24, 2011

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