Skedaddle

Skedaddle Sneakily incognito Tip-toe to her chamber door, Whereupon it was ajar, Never ajar was it before. Cloak and dagger I did intrude Across her chamber floor, Thereupon she was asleep, Never asleep was she before. Bold as brass I did inquire If I could see of her more, Albeit I was a murderer Never a murderer was I before. Fearfully startled witless rose To find me at the door, Thereupon I turned the key Never a key I had before. Laid to rest upon her breast A dagger she could not ignore, There I plunged it deep, Never so deep was it plunged before. Bereft of breath she laid there, The wife, the mother, the whore, Whereupon I did skedaddle, Never skedaddled had I done before. Sneakily incognito I fled to a foreign shore Thereupon to live a life Never a life I had before. Soldiers many with manacles Came a knocking on my door, To the gallows where I hanged, Never hanged was I before. In the fires of damnation Where my wife there I saw Whereupon I loved her, Never loved her had I before. © RJVHorton2014