She had a gold ring
And lilies in her bouquet
And she took the plunge
Down that narrow corridor
Leading to affirmation
in the solemnity of “I do”s

And five hours later
Once a hotel room door opened
They moved in, and she was skinned, stuffed
And displayed before his own two eyes
As his own specimen
Preserved for an eternity

– Her shy awkward body
Was now sculpted to near-perfection –

The taxidermist finally had
A trophy to mount

On walls of memory…


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