Norma The Bitch

Norma was a bitch no matter how you looked at it. A god-awful, razor-tongued, snooty-nosed bitch.
Of course, Squinch Campbell hadn’t known that when he had married her. Like everyone else in town, he’d thought he was one lucky son-of-a-gun to be getting such a fine, upstanding woman for a wife. How could he have known that behind her angel face hid the daughter of the devil himself?
God almighty, the woman was downright mean. She was gonna drive him to an early grave—most likely planted right beside them other three husbands of hers.
If he didn’t get rid of her first.
Squinch had never contemplated murder before marrying Norma Bindie; why, he couldn’t even so much as squash a bug. But he’d never had no one pick and peck at him constantly, criticize every single thing he did and didn’t do, all the while looking at him like he was a pile of dog shit they had stepped in.
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The Perfect Crime

Oh, the agony
Still in my prime
Covered in grit and grime
What a despicable crime… caper… case
Corruption… disruption… depravity
Someone opened up my chest cavity
And stole my heart

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I feel so violated
What am I to do?
I haven’t got a clue
Who could be so evil… immoral… felonious?
It makes me so furious
That people can be so nefarious
And do such deeds

But as I ponder
Something about this is wrong
I still feel strong
If it’s an infraction…malefaction…malfeasance
By a deplorable villain
That possibly needs killin’
Why do I live?

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But there is no blood
Was I merely asleep
When into my room did creep
The suspect with prospect of fleecing my heart?
I start to chill
Cuz’ time will tell
More of the truth

As time marches on
Cobwebs disappear
Memories become clear
Where outrage resides…anger subsides…rethinking
That which I thought shady
Has to do with a lady
And what a dame!

Beauty and brains
She dressed the part
Quickly captured my heart
Lovin’ and lustin’…submissive…not ball-bustin’
Obedient, yet playfully freaky
Rump roast, spankable and cheeky
Tight as a vice!

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Kat the cat burglar
The woman of my dreams
With no scandalous schemes
Stole my heart with affection…not misdirection
For my heart, she I now possess
In a lifestyle called D/s
A twist of fate

Kat the cat burglar
Pilfered the perfect treasure
One that will give her pleasure
It will cherish and adore her…never deplore her
And the “victim” now wants it left in her possession
No P.D. called; and forever shared at his discretion
The perfect crime!

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