Apr 01 2008

Fate

Published by oscar at 5:07 am under Poem

Fate.

In the summer of 1927 when I met Eva
Braun, I was a car mechanic in Hamburg,
and with over-time I had a good wage;

we were going to get married, but during
the October beer festival, she met Adolf,
a budding painter and she left him for me;

but he stopped painting, went into politics;
and in a fit of madness shot her. Had Eva
married me she could have lived to be 104.

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