Perfect

a Mr. and Mrs. had a perfect sweet life

each day was the same old boring routine

it was 5 o’clock and time for a walk

they hooked their arms and started to stroll

when, out of the blue Mr.’s time was due

Mrs looked down at the heap on the ground

and gasped “oh woe is me”

since their life was perfect

they had the perfect romantic death 

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