He Just Refuses to Die

6

She believed that this current date would be nothing unusual; after all, it was one of many,

and she expected it to be just like any,

so she confirmed her plans and told him they would meet at eight, and then, she started to get ready,

for she wanted to get the murder over with, but frankly, she wanted more to feed her belly.

She unexpectedly arrived ten minutes early and was led to her table where she stayed,

and of course, she wasn't stupid: she knew that, like with all the previous ones, her date's presence would be delayed,

so she went over and over her murder's plot and allowed her mind to become strayed,

but then she realized how complicated this murder would be and that she would need help; so she, instead, prayed.

She then took a sip of her drink and noticed it was now a minute till eight, but she knew that didn't matter,

for, let's keep it honest, he would never come in time, and just the mere idea of it filled her with laughter,

but as the clock struck exactly eight, her date walked through the door looking dapper,

and all she could do is stare, as her glass slipped out of her hand with a loud clatter.