The Wife

by

Faye Hoffman

She was a good looking woman.
Trouble from the start.
Eyes,a dreamy color,
lips,a work of art.

She was any mans woman,
it was plain to see.
Working for the bounty,
keeping double company.

The plan was all in order.
The men knew when,and knew what for.
Knowing nothing of each other,
and now she wanted more.

Noone could have known,
what was about to happen.
One man had the money,
with the other,she sent the gun.

She had them where she wanted,
one man down,one on his way.
As he fell fom her shot,she grabbed the bag,
and quickly ran away.

She went to count her rewards,
of her life,now what remained.
Nothing was what she had left,
nothing was what she gained.

Guilty of two murders,
now running for her life.
One man was her lover,
as for the other one,she was his wife.

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by: Christine Magson
from: Middlesbrough, England, UK

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