Peace At Last
Here we lie in peace without strife
which we always had in married life.
What a pity that it took cold murder
to break us up and separate us further.
And stranger still, if not bizarre,
we should have met at the same bar
and learned simultaneously
of each other’s infidelity.
And how quickly we took offense
and shot each other in self-defense.
Copyright © Maurice Rigoler | Year Posted 2023
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