MRS LAKE

My tale is of a great woman,
Greater than words can say.
So good she is, nice to a fault;
She's loved by everyone.
Fame, peace and joy to name a few,
She enjoys all in life.
Her affluence won't be left out,
Money loves her as well!

She seems not to lack anything,
But really.....there's one thing.
Married for sixteen years now,
Ne'er in the family way has she been.
Ran I a check on her,
She never aborted.
Though her spouse complains not, she feels she needs a child.


 
Fortune smiled on her at last,
You may call it God's time.
The swelling deep within her womb just couldn't be denied.
So painful her labour was when the child was due for birth,
A bouncing baby boy it was,
The boy she never saw.

Poor Mrs Lake, six feets below;
As sad as that can be.....
Now has everything,
Except life!!!