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By lucillegeinclaux
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As the sun sets on another day,
and the birds go back into their nest,
disgruntled workers trundle off back home,
to eat their wives best.
The rat race of the city,
cars flying around everywhere,
when dining in most restaurants
you'll be lucky to get a chair.
As the sun rises for a new day,
and the lark plays out its song
the dreary workers fall out of bed,
they know today will be long.
During the day,most streets are empty
then at lunchtime,around 12 oclock,
out of their jobs once again
into the cafes like a flock.
With nightfall on another day,
they all come out in force,
they get home to their wives,
and lock the bedroom doors.
Behind one door,however
a man is far too stressed,
his wife is trying to sleep,.
he just wants to get her undressed.
"No" she cries out loudly,
Nobody hears a word
"help me" she calls out again
and still she isnt heard.
Her husband took it too far,
tied her up then raped,
she tried to scream for help,
so her mouth was taped.
After he got his pleasure,
he realised what he'd done,
he'd killed his wife in passion,
under the watch of a rising sun.
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