Jack Killed Jill.

Wallace

Jack the knife.

Stabbed my wife.

And took her life.

She refused his sexual advance.

With him she did not want a romance.

With her he was in a sexual trance.

But now she's dead.

And left me broken hearted.

Enough said.

In life she was the only thing to me that mattered.

 

  • Author: Wallace (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 16th, 2018 03:06
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