My brothers, both, I killed,
It had to come to that, it was willed,
The first went with my trusty over-under,
It took both barrels, doing him was a natural wonder…
The second I did by hand,
It felt so good, he was down & out for the count,
Now I alone can run things, no longer the family band,
No longer must I share the family land…
Both screamed and whimpered like babies,
Just touching them made me fear for rabies,
But to get rid of them gave me power,
No longer was I the cowering wallflower,
I had now been empowered.
© -ed- 9/26/19
Regis. 😊🍁🐟
Love ya!
Jane
Ron
Thank you for sharing.
John Michael