this wasn't meant to be anything spectacular...just a short poem i wrote last night while i was sittin doin nothin'. gimme some feedback...an while u at it...read my other one...old mans memory of a silent midnight suicide.
here it is:

Lucinda Lee

Lucinda Lee was a beautiful lady
who lived in her midnight mansion
by the sea.

No woman in all the world could
touch the beauty of Lucinda Lee.

There was just one thing keepin her
from me. She was married you see.

It wasn't fair that he married Lucinda Lee
and I was alone; cold and lonely.

To get rid of him there was one way only.
While all slept, quietly into their room I
crept. With one hand I drained of his life
till there was none left.

As his body splashed into the waves, I'm
happy because finally Lucinda Lee will
spend all of her days with me.

For weeks they searched for his body till
one day it drifted to land from he shallows
of the sea.

So I was hung from the gallows because I
loved Lucinda Lee.

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