Just something I wrote a while back to be writing something.


Our Vows--Useless

The bells did ring.

"With this ring I thee wed,"

The vows were said.

To thee I swear to be true.

"We shall not part til death."

That's what each of us repeated.

Who knew that you could use a six-shooter?

During a fuss you shot me down.

Now, we are no more wed.

How can we be?

I lay in my casket dead!

Poetry by Damon
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Written on 2008-12-13 at 18:23

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Wow! Too true these days Damon. Well done, (sadly.)