“What is this fare?” he angrily said
“Have ye finally lost yer head?”
He was spying the dinner with dread
Luckily, he also had bread!
“Woman, are ye trying to poison me?”
Surprised as he saw her expression of glee
Then she quickly turned with a “hee, hee, hee”
“Oh no my master, it’s a treat for thee”
“Would ye be wantin’ yer cider tea?”
“Tea, tea, what about my meal?”
She curtsied and left as his fate was sealed.
He sat down to eat and had his fill
Unknowing it would make him ill
”Twas not that bad, noodles and meat”
He announced and took his seat
By the fire, his usual repose
Every evening it’s what he chose.
Knowing this, she finished her plans
Cleaned up the evidence in the pans
Revenge was sweet after his cruelties
Swept the floor, did her usual duties
He started snoring as every night
Then started to choke, but she didn’t fright
It was finally his time and her ghoulish plan
Ridded her of this horrible man.
Fantastic Poem!!!
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Thank you
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Beautifully done! I’m sure he must have driven her to do it, but I’m not sure that a judge would take that view, s it’s a good thing she cleaned up afterwards. 🙂
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