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A sonnet poem by

erratum

Submitted Jun 3, 2015, 12:57:57 AM

A Privileged Scene

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At his window Issei watched the setting sun.
He cleared the floor and put his books away.
The scene was set, but what about the gun?
He"d decide when it was time to slay.
The French were known for their decadent ease.
(Perhaps they gave Issei his immoral clout.)
 They, however, couldn"t be blamed for his disease.
For few knew what Issei was all about.
The story ends here in this Paris flat,
With Issei devouring Rene"s dead body;
(A shot to the head and her brains were splat)
Dutch beauty reduced to objet bawdy.
This is what Issei"s lewdness had become:
A seduction he could no longer numb.

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kt6550

Commented Dec 11, 2021, 9:13:57 PM
Witchcraft 101? :) Very good!