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...McClors rode up, and smiled quite thin, He said,”Woman, get away from him! You come with me now, and it will suffice. You play more of these games, and you’ll get the knife.” “See I’m in no mood for dumb girlish stunts—” A blast roared out, and McClors gave a grunt. From the back of his horse the villain did flop, His chest torn apart from a load of buckshot. Adam he turned while all sat there stunned, And found the three lackies with his scatter-gun. The horses they stomped, the lackies they blustered Stupidly bunched in one great, big cluster. The other barrel it was already cocked, And Adams laid waste to the thugs with one shot! Two died right quick, and the third man moaned, Trapped underneath his dead mangled roan. Adams stalked up, stared down at the man, He said,”Listen up now, or forever be damned. It seems strange to say it, amdist this strife, But I’ve decided to make this woman will my wife.” “So I’ll let you live, and run back to the town, And tell all the people the way things are now. This woman right here none shall disrespect, And if I see you back here, I’ll stretch your damn neck!” The lackie he stumbled and faltered away Miriam had no words, nothing she could say. Adam nodded. “I’d accept your offer, But I think there’s a better one that I can proffer.” “If you don’t mind a killer for a husband, Than you and I will go to Reverend Dan, Cause I still have a few good kith and good kin Who wouldn’t approve of us living in sin.” And so they went down, and so they were wed And raced to his home, barely making it to the bed. The mayor later stopped by, still half-rattled with fear, And said “ ’twas all self-defense! It’s perfectly clear.” Now Kline he lucked out with his newfound bride, She gave him seven kids, their joy and their pride. And as they years went by, their pasts they did fade, Both found some peace in the life they had made. Though still some townsfolk whispered of her, But said nothing aloud to avoid Adam’s anger. From that day at the ranch, till death came in time She was known simply as: Misses Miriam Kline.

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The Scarlet Hussy, Part Iii

...McClors rode up, and smiled quite thin, He said,”Woman, get away from him! You come with me now, and it will suffice. You play more of these games, and you’ll get the knife.” “See I’m in no mood for dumb girlish stunts—” A blast roared out, and McClors gave a grunt. From the back of his horse the villain did flop, His chest torn apart from a load of buckshot. Adam he turned while all sat there stunned, And found the three lackies with his scatter-gun. The horses they stomped, the lackies they blustered Stupidly bunched in one great, big cluster. The other barrel it was already cocked, And Adams laid waste to the thugs with one shot! Two died right quick, and the third man moaned, Trapped underneath his dead mangled roan. Adams stalked up, stared down at the man, He said,”Listen up now, or forever be damned. It seems strange to say it, amdist this strife, But I’ve decided to make this woman will my wife.” “So I’ll let you live, and run back to the town, And tell all the people the way things are now. This woman right here none shall disrespect, And if I see you back here, I’ll stretch your damn neck!” The lackie he stumbled and faltered away Miriam had no words, nothing she could say. Adam nodded. “I’d accept your offer, But I think there’s a better one that I can proffer.” “If you don’t mind a killer for a husband, Than you and I will go to Reverend Dan, Cause I still have a few good kith and good kin Who wouldn’t approve of us living in sin.” And so they went down, and so they were wed And raced to his home, barely making it to the bed. The mayor later stopped by, still half-rattled with fear, And said “ ’twas all self-defense! It’s perfectly clear.” Now Kline he lucked out with his newfound bride, She gave him seven kids, their joy and their pride. And as they years went by, their pasts they did fade, Both found some peace in the life they had made. Though still some townsfolk whispered of her, But said nothing aloud to avoid Adam’s anger. From that day at the ranch, till death came in time She was known simply as: Misses Miriam Kline.