Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty Poet Limerick

My Wife Was a Spook

My wife was a spook ,she lived in a  secret little nook
                 She spooked all the old houses of Thomasville Oak Brook
                               She loved to cook crispy batwings
                                And tied me to her apron strings
                 One night in frenzy of love she ate me up with a fluke

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Carolyn Devonshire October 12, 2014 at 5:07 PM Dear Rajat, If your wife sees this, she'll have a great laugh. Thanks for sharing your poetry! Love, carolyn Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty October 15, 2014 at 3:10 AM Haha Carolyn. My wife has no time to read poems. She is a busy cook. I play with words she with carrots. So... Thank you for reading my poem. Love. Have a great life.