The Gloop from the Gloppita Gloppita Machine

My wife was worried when I told her of

the plot line of my favorite movie.  How

it was about a murder.  Did I love

the plot because a wife was killed, and now

she had to worry, possibly, that I

would murder her or at the very least

I didn’t really love her.  Should she flee

from me before I proved myself a beast?

I couldn’t understand that she had thought

that I would even think of that at all.

I mean I know I’m dense, but still she ought

to know I’d never think of such a thing.

The movie about murdering a wife

is just a comedy.  It isn’t life.


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