few minutes to midnight

few minutes past dead

heart thumping loudly

his knife stained with red


fear put aside

for a moment or two

it would hamper his work

that work he must do


and so he did it

it seemed to go well

now all he needed

was to get rid of the smell


“cheats should be punished

and put in their place”

and behind the moon’s shadow

was his cheating wife’s face


but now what will he do?

his mind will never rest

so he took the same knife

and plunged it into his chest

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