![]() The Fatal CherryA Poem by Kayla P.![]() Death and the Devil come back again narrating another death in their humorous yet dreary ways. "The Hapless Story" is the first poem with them in it, just to let you know.![]() The
Fatal Cherry By Kayla
P. A fatal
cherry, Can also be
a tasty cherry Before you are
dead. Oh, Lacey’s
husband loved cherries, Didn’t he? (I suppose
so.) She bought
cherries every week Just for
him. I’d love a
cherry right now. (Death, You can’t
eat, silly!) I know, I know. It seemed as
though their relationship was very Almost perfect. (Almost
perfect because Nothing can
ever be perfect.) You think
so? I’m not sure
about that. What about
heaven? (Death, I’m the
Devil. Do you think
I know?) I don’t
know. Do you? (I don’t
know.) A fatal
cherry, Can also be
a tasty cherry Before you are
dead. (I’d eat the
cherry instead. Not dead.) Then there
was the hitting, The pushing, And also the
punching. I felt so
sorry for her. The poor
thing. She looked
so tattered And
shattered. If you
stared into her eyes, She’d turn
away with a scared expression. So dreadful
it was, So dark. (Why didn’t
she run away?) I haven’t
the slightest idea But I wasn’t
in her shoes. (Good
enough.) A fatal
cherry, Can also be
a tasty cherry Before you
are dead. (I’d eat the
cherry instead. Not dead.) So she
bought some more cherries For him. Then she
bought something else Something
quite fatal For him. (Now I’m
excited!) Be calm, my
friend. Be calm. Secretly, While he was
sleeping, She poured
the liquid substance On those
bright, Red
cherries. When he woke
up, The wife was
gone. No lady
clothes, No makeup, Nothing of
her. Then he saw
the bowl of cherries, His
favorite. A fatal
cherry, Can also be
a tasty cherry Before you
are dead. (I’d eat the
cherry instead. Not dead.) (There is a
special place in hell For him.) I know
you’ll make him suffer, Devil. (But of
course! There’s a
special place in hell Just for
him.) © 2011 Kayla P.Author's Note
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4 Reviews Added on December 14, 2011 Last Updated on December 14, 2011 AuthorKayla P.Montross, VAAboutHi, my name is Kayla, I'm thirteen years old and I love to write stories and poems. They're mostly scary/horror/grim. Someday, when I'm done with something, I hope to get a book published. .. more..Writing
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