Jeffrey Pipes Guice

New Orleans
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My Hubby and Me

Resting, peacefully...
Under the old oak tree...
That where you’ll find...
My hubby and me...

He went first...
I went a little later...
I choked on his meat...
He, on my tater...

It happened so quickly...
I died feeling full...
It took him a little longer...
He was built like a bull...

We were having a picnic...
Just the two of us...
He was hittin the bottle...
He was a mean old cuss...

He slapped my face with his meat...
So I killed him that day...
I shoved my tater down his throat...
They buried him where he lay...

My day in court
Was never going to be...
I slit my own throat...
Right there, under that tree...

That’s where you’ll find...
My hubby and me...
Resting, peacefully...
Under the old oak tree...

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