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Aqua Tofana

Aqua Tofana

600 husbands..
poisoned by their wives.
What did they do?
to lose their lives...
Aqua Tofana..
Belladonna, arsenic and lead
Aqua Tofana claimed them,
knocked them down dead,
what is a 16th century
battered wife to do..?
Make her Master a stew !
and end the misery.
Unlucky,
Guilia Tofana..
her three daughters,
her employees,
all perished in Naples,.
for their murderous crimes
and illicit business of
despatching mortals..
husband...let's eat
a hearty meal..
I fancy italian tonight.

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pauline codd

Lol...these Italian women were clever..before The Mafia.. 

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Yiyan Han

Surely man eaters are still out there, right? Scary!

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The fish of the sea

Intrigue! Got me searching the internet for answers... Cool poem... Kind regards. TFOTS

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Marion

Great stuff...lol...oh I love the sarcasm and disdain in your writes ...you are wicked lady and I adore it!! 🤗

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pauline codd

Why thankyou Marian...and here's me thinking it's a subtle overtones.. lol

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