The Deed is Done

The deed is done,
The battle won
The book is in my grasp

I did not relent,
I made her repent
And wrenched it from her clasp

But now she lays dead,
With a bludgeoned head
And her face split in half

She lays there in silence
A picture of bloody violence
And as I gaze, I have the last laugh

Thieves of the world, Look!
For if you dare steal my book
You too shall meet the same fate

The book was returned
The lesson was well learnt
But alas, she learnt it too late.


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