She watched

As he walked on by

Arm in arm

With a light in his eye

How much pleasure would

Flow from this act

Depended

On how he'd react

Oh such glee

What a thrill it inspired

To know how

He hated barbed wire

Yet no-one can see or aspire

When their eyes

Are sliced or on fire

So now waiting

With carver in hand

At a door corner lounge

Of this man

When he entered

She plunged

The knife in

Pierced his eyeball

Right through

Of her kin

Yes t'was her son right

Obsession did blind her

For she saw him in

Love with another

She took of her gloves

Killed her boy that she loved

For he wasn't in bed with

His mother

It's sick she's alone

Now I know

For killing her hearts

Only beau

Oh it's hot where she's at

Though it's known

Blind as a bat where

She tripped on his cat

Out front door

On a railing she fell

Pierced her eyes

Through her brain

She's

In hell

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