Below is the poem entitled The Murder that didn't Work Out which was written by poet
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Once upon a fate
She took some pills
to try to kill
the pain excruciate.
Then went to bed
her soul unfed
when someone's deity or other said,
“Murder's not a real good way
out, mostly 'cause it's not a way
out and you could end up finding your way.
Entirely up to you is all I'm gonna say.”
Then she woke up
and went to the emergency room
where they detoxed her system while she cogitated on
Thou shalt not kill.
Getting Away with Murder/Murderous Thoughts