I Think She Had a Husband Once
I think she had a husband once, an uncle stated firmly.
I don’t think so argued her cousin, we call him M.T. Wormly.
Where would he be? Asked grandma, looking at her crochet hooks.
I guess he’d probably be dead, smothered beneath these awful books.
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