“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