ivor or ivor.e hogg

Rookie (7/4/1934 / Hebburn.Co Durham U.K)

Marry In Haste, Repent At Leisure. - Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

Begone wan ghost what wantest thou.
Why dost thou haunt me constantly
I owe no duty now to thee
I did whilst thou didst live but now
There is no law that doth allow
a long dead wife to harass me.
When kindly death hath set me free.
I suffered thy tongue long enow.

Thou wert a shrew with bitter tongue.
Thou didst not hesitate to use
to make my life a misery.
The choice I made when I was young
led to a lifetime of abuse.
God knows I am well rid of thee.

Sunday,07 February 2010.
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 7, 2010



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