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Up in the hills stood an old stone farm house The undertaker outside guiding his cart and horse Another victim to the black widows deadly kiss The black heart tattoo on her upper lip Puts fear of death into all around Defying colour, dressed in black from head to ground Out of the shadows she appeared graceful Her ghostly white face looked so peaceful Married and widowed three times She's so young still in her prime Local gossip passes round of deadly tales Poison in the water up in the hills But some have their doubts with personal theories Three Husbands deceased why not she Maybe the fresh natural stream was not the cause Did she find a way to finish them all No time to dwell and mourn she's on the prowl Another poor Husband to count down the hours

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Date: 10/12/2020 7:10:00 AM
Nice rhyming SL. I enjoyed this tribute to our veteran soldiers, and pray for those currently serving. Linda
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Date: 10/12/2020 7:02:00 AM
Nicely done dark art Gavin. I like it. Linda
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