Liquid Death

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I pop the cork off of the vial

that I received in the mail


He won't suspect a thing

I'm still wearing his ring


Into his coffee it goes

He will never notice, he has a weak nose


She said it wouldn't taste bad

She asked me if I would feel sad


I told her for me, this will be a treat-

If he didn't want to be poisoned, then he shouldn't have been a cheat.

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