Sherry's body held like an hour glass, and face a painted picture.
All the men fell in lust with her beautiful features.
She loved to run around with men already taken.
Just because she could, and there was no mistaking.
Until the day she decided to play with Mr. Jones.
A secretary, and her boss, in the office full of moans.
Loose lips informed Mrs. Jones, who didn't mess around.
Now Sherry, and Mr. Jones are nowhere to be found.
No one knows, but all assume the two have gone and croaked.
See Mrs. Jones is someone best not to provoke.
Author's Note:
Challenge Prompt
Happy to announce that this poem won runner up status!
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April Showers
PoetryThis collection is for the Versification challenge for the month of April. Each chapter is a prompt themed story or poem. Thank you for taking the time to read along, let me know what you think!
