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nnyShe gave him the keys, took down the sign;
He grinned on the threshold and christened it ‘Mine’.
But Ours was breathed, enough to be heard –
Such fear inspired by just that word!
He wasted no time, sent for a priest;
He needed to call this ‘Mine’ at least.
But that night as he rested his head,
Ours was breathed at the foot of his bed.
Outraged, infuriated, ‘MINE!’ he cried
But Ours as he tripped on the stairs, as he died.
When the realtor came he realised Not mine,
But Ours, they vowed, as she put up the sign.
He grinned on the threshold and christened it ‘Mine’.
But Ours was breathed, enough to be heard –
Such fear inspired by just that word!
He wasted no time, sent for a priest;
He needed to call this ‘Mine’ at least.
But that night as he rested his head,
Ours was breathed at the foot of his bed.
Outraged, infuriated, ‘MINE!’ he cried
But Ours as he tripped on the stairs, as he died.
When the realtor came he realised Not mine,
But Ours, they vowed, as she put up the sign.
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