Poison Ivy

She buried the bodies down by the orchard grove

It's so pretty in spring

You just gotta go

The flowers grow tall

When the sun goes low

You gotta go

 

She didn’t kill him just for fun

No fun was had that day

He had the looks that said okay

It was just his mouth

That did betray

She was just an easy lay

 

The years rolled by

And time forgot

All until that day

The storm unearthed

What was buried

Down by orchard grove

 

He pushed her awake

Gave her the news

Something about orchard grove

They found dead people down there

Wasn’t that the place

You left in disgrace

 

She laughed

He had the looks that said okay

It was just his mouth

That did betray

She killed him quick

Burying him next to pear tree, Rick

 

Sometimes late at night

They come back to say hello

Some scream indignity

Others scream hell no

It was like having good friends around the stove

The bodies buried down by orchard grove.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Lawrence Avatar
August 7, 2023 at 4:30 AM
Such a trip to dive into this amazingly creative journey with you Paul ! Echoes of Hitchcock and black and white movies with voices to boot ! Wild and engaging. Susan ;)
Bell Avatar
August 7, 2023 at 11:25 AM
She was a bubbly girl.
Goldsmith Avatar
June 25, 2023 at 1:26 PM
WOW!!! What a write/story. Have a blessed day/week............
Bell Avatar
June 26, 2023 at 2:51 AM
Thanks, Paula, you too.
Kendrick Avatar
June 24, 2023 at 6:38 AM
Watching too much Snapped. LOL..I enjoyed reading this very creative and expressive work. Sometimes a person does things or says things that causes the sin of murder to come to mind. Thanks for sharing this one with us and for dropping by my page. Sara
Bell Avatar
June 25, 2023 at 2:21 AM
She is a fruit lover, so not all bad.
Rodrigues Avatar
June 20, 2023 at 11:42 AM
An eerie write! Well done!
Bell Avatar
June 24, 2023 at 12:29 AM
She was a strange girl.
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