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Jun 2014
For sure the woman
killed her husband -
she served him hot soup
mixed well with poison

But her defense lawyer wanted
to give her a chance
so maybe she could get
a few years instead of life

And so he asked her as
she stood in the box:
“Mrs Tile, did you feel any remorse,
considering you killed your husband?”

“Sure, I did,” said Mrs Tile
*“when he asked for second helpings”
4th poem in my series of poems on ******, detectives, lawyers, crime and such delights
Raj Arumugam
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Raj Arumugam  Australia
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