Disclaimer: I do not own ASOUE but if i did Count Olaf would be alive...
BLACK WIDOW
Upon the whistling winds and cloudy sky that night
An orphan has her first wedding night
The sacrifice of her husband was silent
A blade goes through his chest
The chuckle from her mouth was misty
She realizes all she has been through and laughs
For she was laughing-laughing-laughing
He did not triumph she did
For she was laughing at her black widows sight
He paid for taking her siblings away from her
A/N: How was my poem? I was going to make a story out of it, but what would you think? i have more to the poem too. Anyways please leave reviews. I am also starting a series of unfortunate events sweeney todd style, it is so cool but i won"t put it up till next month it is going through technical difficulties