It's a short sweet poem that even Sureal will appreciate. I like my repitition and the ABAB form throughout the entire poem... it ended up being a very short poem, but a poem nontheless... I hope you all like it... In a sadistic way.
The artisan just died today.
Found face-down in the bed.
They don't know what to say,
He took a bullet to the head
The artisan died yesterday.
What did this man so dread?
Ask the people, they will say,
"This man just would not wed."
The murderer confessed today,
She was haunted by the dead.
Cried, "I killed the artisan that day
and, with poison in his soup, he fed."
The rumor went around today,
"Woman's out of her crazy head,
The artisan wasn't poisoned that day,
She put a bullet in his head!"
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