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Shame On Social Mores
Successive letters of the alphabet per line using A through S Ann was born at a time when females lacked rights. Both parents warned, her purity must be unphased. Chastity, shame and sin were lectured day and night, dictating a future marriage in accord with social mores. Each day, since a teen, she prayed love to be as hoped. Fraught, these feelings dimmed in society’s grim scope. Girly and gangly at sixteen, her parents did chance Hank, a farmer, as Ann’s best offered circumstance. Ignorant all, there was not one thought of romance, just opportunity to make Ann a legal, proper wife. Knots grew in Ann’s heart and her fears were rife, life's labels demanded she be Hank’s property for life. Married life forced Ann to labor on Hank’s farm - nasty blistered hands to atone for his lazy harm. Oblivion was often sought by Hank through drinking, pushing Ann to slave or see her survival sinking. Quietly, she daily tended all crops and chores. Unfit drunk, she often tripped him for floor decor. Repulsed by his stank fueled breath and awful snorts, She viewed murderous plots in her brain for sport.
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