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Psychopath Boyfriend

I learned that my daughter's old boyfriend was a drug dealer.
He is a scumbag who turned out to be a cold blooded killer.
When I learned how bad that he is, I made my daughter break up with him.
That made the punk extremely angry and that's when things became grim.
One evening, he came on my property and burned my house down.
It burned and burned, it burned to the ground.
The fire fighters were able to rescue me, it was a close shave.
They tried to rescue my family but sadly, they couldn't be saved.
When the fire started, a neighbor saw that punk running away from my house.
She was both happy and proud to testify against that psychopathic louse.
Unless your family was murdered, you can't possibly understand my fury.
I was so happy to hear the word "Guilty" from the foreman of the jury.
Ever since I lost my wife and daughter, life has been a living hell.
I'm having to live in misery but at least that punk is rotting in jail. 
 

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Lorris Morris

Man stories of life....you post....in a funny way....all smiles

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