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weepinwil Inner circle USA 3828 Posts |
This is based upon a conversation I had the other day with a woman who told me how creepy it was to spend her wedding night in the bed his father had died in. Hope you enjoy it.
Your Daddy’s Bed I’ll always remember the night that we met, Our first kiss, and the night that we wed. You carried me across the threshold, that night. We made love on your daddy’s bed. Your dad had passed ten years before, And left you all his belongings. His house, his bed, his furniture, and car. The abundance filled all of your longings. I was young then and it felt rather creepy, To sleep where you daddy had died. I swore I could hear moans and groans in the night, And sometimes a scream or a sigh. When morning would come and the sun lit the room, My fears would seem to hide. But all of these years it is still too creepy, To sleep where your daddy had died. My clothes are all packed and the deal is made, There’s nothing left to be said. I’m sorry for you that your dad had to die, But he has to get out of our bed.
"Til Death us do part!" - Weepin Willie
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Sudo Nimh Inner circle 1866 Posts |
Oh man.
Did NOT see the ending coming on that one, but I should have guessed... Thanks for sharing Willie. |
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