Poem -
Mz Maisies
Poor Mz. Maisies
Pushing up daisies
Residing in a flowerbed
A bullet lodged in her head
A husband rather fickle
Brain ever in a pickle
One night shot her dead
Bemused as she bled
Rolled snug as a bug
In a posh Persian rug
A fool of a man always sot
Loved and never forgot
Ghostly Mz. Maisies
Always had the crazies
Bent on leveling a score
He oblivious to what's in store
Devote plan to pay a dues
Drowning in wicked booze
Swilling a whiskey rye
Endless flasks never run dry
Till one night in a hazy state
He finally met aΒ fitting fate
Stumbled in a niche just dug
Plotted bug in a beryl-turf rug
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Comments
Well delivered. Horror with dark humour flowing through it, brilliant.
ββββββOr at least that is how it feels to me, maybe wrong.
you aren't Ian.thank you for taking the time to comment
Hey LISA!!..... this is VERY cleverly dark and humorous.... two things that when delivered well........ can catch on fire and surprise even the author with its results....... this is one of those writes....... you should enter this in a well chosen poetry contest........ you never know how far it will go........ in my most humbleΒ opinion......I think this is an excellent write!!......PINNED......Love it!! ?β΄?
thank you Tony for your awesome comment
Dark as usual but warm humour here too I felt...love the rhythm of it.
T
thank you T.Β I appreciate your comments greatly
A lovely grim rhyme for this time of year, great write.
John
thank you kindly John.