The Drunkard's Widowed Wife Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The Drunkard's Widowed Wife

The drunkard's widowed wife
I think, think it about
On seeing,
Seeing her,
How did,
How did the bottle cost,
Cost him his life,
His precious life
And he died,
Died a poor and miserable death?

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