The Lonely Woman

A small tribute to my Mother in Law...


You died on a Friday,
Not much more to say.
Comes as no surprise,
You had a lot of things to pay.

You didn´t measure what you were getting into,
It didn´t matter where it led.
Hope you have many friends to talk to,
Now that you are stone-cold dead.

You didn´t mind stepping into people´s toes,
Giving all your crappy advice.
Now you´ve come to terms with all your foes,
No more treachery, deceit and lies.

Hope you have a lot of stories to tell,
You limping-cold-hearted witch.
Hanging out with all your friends in hell,
One more ugly-conniving bitch.

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