“What he doesn’t know

Won’t hurt him.”

Assuringly, he told her

He’s pretending to care

So confused, she succumbed

Lust was the winner

Steamy it was

Clingy they became

It turned into a habit

So they vowed

To carry their secret

To the grave

A restless fly went to him

To relay the juicy news

The secret was out

Tracks he followed

So their hidden conflux

He made bare

Mad at their bareness

And wife’s dishonesty

He took it out

The trigger was gentle

To send the triad

To their graves