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Although he should have know he would get caught
His boundless arrogance encouraged him
He couldn't understand how he got got
Male vanity so often makes wits dim
Desirous of both the sun and shade
Well, you know how that greedy story goes
His rendezvous deep in a forest glade
He thought it secret but we know talk flows
They both confronted him with all his lies
Dried tears upon their faces cold as stone
Where trust no longer flourishes, love dies
For all his sins, he never could atone
He's buried in their yard beneath the lawn
The violets now grow brighter since he's gone.
submitted for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, Sunday Challenge, Bout Rimes
