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Burns. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Whilst thou not be merry?
No sir, quite the contrary.
Have you no glee to spread?
Perhaps only when you are dead.
What does bring upon your gloom?
Your entrance sir into the room.
Why dost thou be so direct?
Because thy marriage is in distress.
What have I to do with thee?
With my wife thou has been free.
What proof have you of this?
I saw you with her steal a kiss.
What madness so you speak?
Lying is only for the weak.
It is a dual then you require?
Your body shall fall into the fire.
Such big threats you do boast.
It is your demise I will love the most.
Then it is pistols we shall share at dawn?
With this challenge you are on.
The men retired then to their beds.
When morning came to the field they were led.
The pistols were placed within their hands.
The cheaters blood was spilled upon the land.