Gail, that's very funny!
Here's my offering for the comp: It's a serious subject; will they go for something light-hearted, I wonder? They're not exactly known for publishing humour. (I did a reading for cancer patients and staff at a local hospice this afternoon; they liked it!)
The Stalker
Myrtle was... ugly, it’s no use denying,
but she once met a man who was gentle and kind.
He asked Myrtle out. (She could barely stop crying.
It explains quite a lot when I say he was blind.)
Now her passionate urges had started to stir.
When her quivering fingers were clutched
by this man it excited her. (He's a masseur,
and her body had never been touched.)
But, sadly, this romance was never to be.
A miracle happened; by chance his
sight was restored by a surgeon, then he
very quickly withdrew his advances.
Myrtle was outraged. She’d been so content
and imagined she’d soon be his wife,
so a barrage of menacing letters was sent
to the man who had ruined her life.
She followed him, phoned him, attacked him as well.
Her revenge soon became an obsession.
He’d made Myrtle suffer. His life became hell.
Yes, she taught that damned surgeon a lesson!
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