LIGHT’S OUT
It was a wrench, at eight bells, to part from the wench when she went to the powder room
to powder her nose - what a delicious idea - was not, I suppose easy, in the deepest of gloom
The light bulb - and life’s - quite transient nature which causes much strife is not shielded from death’s dreaded doom
Fate’s caught you off guard altogether that night clearly marked is your card : “there is, sadly, no in at the womb ...”
Alan McAlpine Douglas
Challenge words : wrench eight powder nose delicious transient bulb shield card together
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