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Wife And Unborn Child
You sit in the courtroom
with a smug look on your face,
what you did to your wife
was such a disgrace.
You murdered her
and your unborn child too,
I hope you get
what's coming to you.
A family full of grief
another one of God's children lost,
she died by your hands
it was a deadly cost.
Your wife and unborn child
now have to pay the price,
from your wicked ways
going to prison, for the rest of your damn life.
I hope you are happy
for what you did,
you're going to hell for it
your soul belongs to the devil, for it, he will not bid.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Nov.12/2004
I wrote this about Scott Peterson. I can still see the look on his face. No remorse.
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