It came to me…

Macabre poetry after the style of the Nursery Rhyme, This is the House that Jack Built. Enjoy!

It came to me…
It came to me
like a stab in the back

It came to me
like a stab in the back
in the dark

It came to me
like a stab in the back
in the dark
by a friend

It came to me
like a stab in the back
in the dark
by a friend
that I loved like a brother

It came to me
like a stab in the back
in the dark
by a friend
that I loved like a brother
who called my Mum, Mother

It came to me
like a stab in the back
in the dark
by a friend
that I loved like a brother
who called my Mum, Mother
but then slept with the girl that I liked

It came to me
like a stab in the back
in the dark
by a friend
that I loved like a brother
who called my Mum, Mother
but then slept with the girl that I liked
who then moved away to a city that sat in a bay

It came to me
like a stab in the back
in the dark
by a friend
that I loved like a brother
who called my Mum, Mother
but then slept with the girl that I liked
who then moved away to a city that sat in a bay
but I forgave him in the end, because he was my friend
and he promised we’d always be cool

It came to me
like a stab in the back
in the dark
by a friend
that I loved like a brother
who called my Mum, Mother
but then slept with the girl that I liked
who then moved away to a city that sat in a bay
but I forgave him in the end, because he was my friend
and he promised we’d always be cool
When we grew, he traced that girl down and told her the truth,
Convinced her until, she knew it was true

It came to me
like a stab in the back
in the dark
by a friend
that I loved like a brother
who called my Mum, Mother
but then slept with the girl that I liked
who then moved away to a city that sat in a bay
but I forgave him in the end, because he was my friend
and he promised we’d always be cool
When we grew, he traced that girl down and told her the truth,
Convinced her until, she knew it was true
So we started dating, and courting and stuff
Got engaged then got married on a church on a bluff

It came to me
like a stab in the back
in the dark
by a friend
that I loved like a brother
who called my Mum, Mother
but then slept with the girl that I liked
who then moved away to a city that sat in a bay
but I forgave him in the end, because he was my friend
and he promised we’d always be cool
When we grew, he traced that girl down and told her the truth,
Convinced her until, she knew it was true
So we started dating, and courting and stuff
Got engaged then got married on a church on a bluff
He was my best man, in a bow-tie and tux
Danced with my sister and they hit it off
The got married a year later and she got a job pushing data
Both of us couples bought houses
in that city that sat on a bay
the same place I dated, got married and stuff
two blocks from the church that sat on a bluff
where he was my best man in a bow-tie and tux

Am I repeating myself?
I probably lost too much blood
Hold on…
This is a simile
a figure of speech
and yet my juices are spilling
like an overripe peach
Yegads!
I realize
I really was stabbed!
The thought
came to me…

Like a stab in the back

In the dark
….

(Cough, burble)

By a friend

(Who’s is now holding my hand
and grinning,
but why?)

Who I loved,
like a brother

what’s that?

What’s he saying?
That it was all part
Of a devious plan?!

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