SheA Poem by TheMidwesternJewIrony kills, I suppose is the description.She said she wanted children "Paris, Fleetwood, Llewellyn," That would have been their names She wanted the mansion that overlooked the rivers and city lights the pool with servants on the side holding the silver platters and the bottles of expensive wine She wanted all the silk dresses red blue of the world in a large closet to the left of the king-sized bed with velvet silk sheets But he couldn't oblige his doctor said he was impotent he worked a job as a struggling journalist living only on minimum wage for most of their thirty year marriage And At 69 she left him Dispirited Her dreams long gone And he wound up with his head being found in 320 degrees And she was killed in a head-on collision with a truck three days after they found her broken man
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