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