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Eyes meeting.
First contact made.
Second and third soon followed,
And led to the permanent bed.

What starts well, always ends well.
The fools always say.
Obviously they never saw,
What happened that May.

Final act: [show pain, bitterness, hurt]
[shout and accuse and recriminate: be curt]
Let them all come,
There’s no need to be calm.

It’s good to let it out.
The counselors say.
See, they never expected
It would happen that way.

He pulls a gun.
And so shooting his wife,
He’s freed from his promise
to love, honour and obey.

What he did next,
Bears no comprehension.
For he shot his little girl,
Then went for his own head.

It’s such a loss.
Everyone said.
Who knew it would end
Before all their debts were paid.

These people they helped
The situation progress along.
A little word here , a little more there.
No guilt they felt at stripping them bare.

What a sordid crime.
Perhaps it’ll get in the news
The one where the poor girl’s life was taken
Before her time.

Priscilla Su
4E