Some prisoners are doing life,
Many killed a sad hostile wife,
Convicts in time cause strife
With conditions not very nice,
Some have lost their honour
With being deemed a sad loser,
But some have served too long
For the rite of doing wrong.
Some drink so they don't think,
And drive their wife to sink
Into depths of misunderstanding
With their drunken demanding.
Some are smelly with a stink
Not taking care in the clink.
Copyright Andrew Stevenson 09/11/2018
I wrote this after seeing a documentary on TV.
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
Many killed a sad hostile wife,
Convicts in time cause strife
With conditions not very nice,
Some have lost their honour
With being deemed a sad loser,
But some have served too long
For the rite of doing wrong.
Some drink so they don't think,
And drive their wife to sink
Into depths of misunderstanding
With their drunken demanding.
Some are smelly with a stink
Not taking care in the clink.
Copyright Andrew Stevenson 09/11/2018
I wrote this after seeing a documentary on TV.
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
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