|Mystery and Crime Poetry posted August 9, 2008|
Patterned after The Midnight Ride of Paul Revere
A Woman Scorned
My apologies to Longfellow
Look, fanstorians, and you will read
About the warnings she did not heed
When racing down that treacherous wet mountain lane
Acting as if truly insane
Searching for he who did the dirty deed.
She got home early that fateful morning
What she found nearly tore her apart
Her dreams shorn beyond repair without warning
Leaving her penniless and a broken heart ~
He thought he would have two hours or three
Head start before she found out, don’t you see?
Besides, he felt she was just too weak
To have the nerve to chase after him and seek
Why he had left her without letting her speak.
She picked herself up and got in her car
Thinking, he could not have gone too far
That bastard will truly rue the day
He took my money and ran away
If he thinks he’s seen me mad before
He better be prepared for all out war
When I’m done, he’ll be really sore
It’s one body that will never be found
He should have known not to run around.
She floored the gas when she hit the street
Imagining just where he might go
The bitterness was beginning to grow
She would not rest until she hunted him down
As he made his cowardly retreat
Her revenge would not be served cold and stale
When she dealt him her get-even blow.
She caught up with him on the old mountain road
Just a few miles short of the state line
Running ninety and drinking red wine
Now in automatic pilot mode
She was ready to show she could be tough
For him, the fall-out would be rough
Ramming into the back of his car
Pushing him just a little too far
Losing control, he went over the cliff
When they found him, he was a cold stiff
And she believed that was good enough.
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By the way, I followed Longfellow's rhyme and syllable pattern. The rhyme pattern for the infamous Midnight Ride is:
I stopped there because 41 lines was all my brain could muster. LOL!
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