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Dennis Walker

I Lost My Dear Wife

Has anyone seen her I am so lost and sad
She stormed out of our house last night crying o so very mad
It started off so innocent the things that I had done
Drinks with a few old friends just out having fun

Then I could see an angel she looked right at me
We got to talking I told her I was free
I spun a web of lies at the time it sounded cool
Now I am searching for my dear wife I have been such a fool

Her friends had seen me and told her what I had done
They watched us leave the bar to the motel we did run
It was early in the morning that I got back home
I thought I was clear but her friends had called her on the phone

As I walked in I saw you sitting in the old arm chair
I smiled at you and tried to talk but received deadly stare
You stood up and started crying shouting “I know what you have done”
That was the last time I saw my dear wife as out of the house she run! ! ! ! ! ! !

Submitted: Monday, June 18, 2007
Edited: Sunday, March 13, 2011

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