Poor Larry Worley Poem by James Timothy Jarrett

Poor Larry Worley

Poor Larry Worley

His world turned topsy turvy

Didn't have a clue to the crime

A wife with knives

And murder

On her mind

Laid poor Larry

On the sod for all time

Gone but not forgotten

Poor Larry Worley

His wife's hair all curly

Was stabbed over 21 times

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Sorry to see you go Larry. Godspeed my friend
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