The years passed, things never did get better..
Her Garden Club was the only thing, that held her together...
The mental abuse had taken it's toll...
As far as he was concerned he owned her soul...
So now she felt she had no recourse...
And decided she had to find a source...
To end this life as she knew it...
And move on without the commitment...
It was on a Friday one cold winter day...
He told her he was going to Vegas to play...
But we have no money, you said yesterday..
No ! YOU have no money he said ...
And I wish you were dead...
He had bragged for years, this day would come...
When he would choose another one...
But before I leave he said...I have a request...
Make me my favorite dinner...for me and my guest...
She is younger than you and oh my, what a catch...
So like a good wife, she went to the freezer to fetch...
A suitable roast for he and his guest...
She found just the right thing, his favorite meal...
A large leg of lamb, I think they call Veal...
It was heavy, about twenty pounds she thought...
What was I thinking when this was bought ?
Back in the kitchen, he was still raving...
About how useless this marriage was of saving...
He screamed I don't care what happens to you...
But I'll see you get nothing, not even a shoe...
With that she swung the 20 pound roast...
It smashed in his skull, he was dead right away...
Oh my, she said, what a way to start the day...
She grabbed the roast and put it in a pan...
And began to figure out a plan... of what to do with this man...
She thought for a moment, remembering all the stress the strife...
That went with her ordering that " Ginzo " knife...
It was a TV offer she couldn't pass up, never needed sharpening....
And cut thru bone...order one now and get one free...
It was the first and last time she used the credit card and that was in 1963...
The knife worked well, she thought , now that was a bargain...
She placed his parts in a bag and headed for the garden...
Body parts were buried in the dirt...
And she smiled upon the burning of her bloody shirt...
She took the roast to her Garden Club meeting...
It was a special event, and guess who was speaking ?
The Chief of Police and his subject was on spousal abuse...
Everyone loved the delicious roast, could this have been just a ruse ?
By the way said the Chief, can I have the recipe for my wife ?
As that was the best roast I've ever tasted in my life...
The months went by , she worked on her entry...
And there were days, it went on a feeding frenzy...
She lovingly fed it daily something called ileum...
The plant was called" **Amorphophallus Titanum "...
If she could win first prize, you see...
A millionaire she would be...
Do all the things she wanted to...
She might even buy an extra shoe...
Oh how proud she was...when awarded first prize...
A very rare plant , judge #1 said ,with a very weird odor...
And it's not very pleasant , as a matter of fact...
It smells like rotting meat , said another, sorta sour...
Which is why said judge #2...it's commonly called the "** Corpse Flower "
