There once lived four sisters, who remained very close,
Each had a husband and children to boast.
With a neat house each, lined in a row,
status and wealth clearly on show.
The first was named Scarlett, fiery and wild.
She and Lance had only one child.
Lance had been working late quite a lot,
having fun with his secretary, until he was caught.
Scarlett cooked him his favourite meal,
laced with an ingredient that was sure to appeal.
By the third mouthful, Lance was dead.
He should have considered his wife; before sharing another’s bed.
Then there was Ruby, elder and smart.
She and Jeff shared a love of art.
Jeff was a failed painter, Ruby had the cash,
so Jeff raided her personal stash.
Gone was the wealth she had scraped and saved.
Jeff didn’t care as long he had his way.
Ruby took a gun; no one would steal from her.
Fifteen shots were fired; it was all a blur.
Elder still was the sister named Rose.
Both she and Archie were writers of prose.
Archie favoured filling his day with drink.
He would hit Rose and wouldn’t think.
Rose had had enough as most of us would.
He didn’t treat them as a father should.
She took up the knife the next time he raged.
She stabbed and stabbed so that she may be saved.
The eldest of the sisters was a lady named Blanche.
Her husband, Taylor, had grown up on a ranch.
Taylor was an outdoors-man; he really loved to hike.
This was something that Blanche herself did not like.
She accused him, beat him and screamed in his ear.
‘Why would you rather be out there than in here?’
One day when it had all gotten too much,
Taylor was found hanging by his hutch.
So the four sisters, always remained close.
The judge had seen that stand out the most.
They once had neat houses, standing in a row.
Now they wait together, for their time to go.
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