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My Neighbors Untimely Demise
My Neighbors Untimely Demise Upon a late and dismal night, I sat to drinking, full of spite, my glass by me was drained, the jack and coke now pre ordained by me to empty whilst it poured outside, that frigid autumn sky. A problem, seemingly absurd yet twas the way in which I’d heard and not the just of it that burned itself into my angry brain. A simple string of little words but strung together so absurd-ly as to challenge my refrain, Twas not the intention nor the prose, but more the delivery of the note, the way in which the note had got me. Not by post or word from tongue but tied to brick through window flung, sent shattered glass around my flat, bounced off my boot and spooked the cat. As I recovered my shock and plucked the note and weighty block. My eyes did fairly smolder a look of death I’m certain took over, as the words I did take in, did turn red, my facial skin. For you see this note with bricked weight was not for my eyes to partake but the gal next doors unlucky mate. The married man had spurned a lover, and spurned, she retorted but hit her brother.
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