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Lion Tamer

Lion Tamer

My wife's death was her own fault and people ignorantly tell me not to blame her.
My wife signed her death warrant when she decided to be a lion tamer.
I begged her not to do it and now she's not alive anymore.
A lion tore my wife to pieces after he let out a ferocious roar.
When she tried to tame the lion, he ferociously attacked her and she couldn't escape.
She had to have a closed casket ceremony because her body was in such a bad shape.
When it came to taming lions, my wife had no skill.
That lion was violent and he was determined to kill.
The audience was terrified, some ran and others started to shout.
I got my shotgun out of my truck and I blew that lion's brains out.
When I shot that lion, it was an eye for an eye.
He killed my spouse and he was going to die.
My wife wouldn't have done what she did if she had known the trouble she would be in.
It felt wonderful when I killed that lion because he can never kill an innocent person again.

 

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Shirley Rebstock

Well written interesting story.  I sure hope not true.  If it is, sorry for your loss. 

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