Poetry by Jeff Green


The Biter Bit

by cricketjeff on April 24, 2012.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

He commented “what a wheeze this is”
When talking of killing his Mrs
He wouldn’t just stab her
Or pay thugs to grab her
But poison her slowly with kisses

The next girl he married was Brenda
But she was a profligate spender
A booby-trapped handbag
Was able to sandbag
And rather emphatically end ‘er

He courted and wed Polly Wildim
Her laughter and innocence thrilled him
But she was no stranger
To playing with danger
And just for a giggle she killed him!

Author notes

I seem to have killed quite a few characters lately, better make sure I keep it to poetry I suppose …