STANLEY PACION (Chicago, Illinois USA)
Count Slobendorf's Misfortune
He was unable to recall
When last he had seen the words,
“I love you, ” form upon her lips.
Still he had trouble facing the truth -
The woman had not cared for him.
She sought only his fortune.
She wanted his titles, home, and money.
Then one day he began to feel that time spent with her
The same as the thought of life sentence in prison.
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