A token Death

He cheated on her and she found out.

But she got revenge and she did not pout.

The other woman lived in Queens and was a token away,

She found those tokens in his pocket, he should have thrown them away.



In her diabolical revenge, she went to the subway booth,

There she purchased tokens melted them down as a vermouth.

For dinner, she served up a turkey with a sauce of vermouth taste,

She watched as her husband devoured the turkey and sauce with haste.

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For he intended to head to the harlot in Queens and a rendezvous of lust,

But the tokens inside him turned his insides into a mess of rust.

Death by tokens, an affair to be remembered to his dying day.

His wife achieved a divorce from a husband with his horrible death that faithful day.



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