While on my way from work one day
With roses for my love,
A paper blade with a pearl of jade
Came falling from above.
Zooming down upon my crown,
It darn near shook my brain!
But I massaged my head and said,
"A gift for my dear Madelaine!"
On closer inspection, I found imperfection:
The tiny jade pearl was a fake.
And only to follow, the whole thing was hollow!
Then the knife began to quake!
And out from inside crawled a tiny pride
Of minuscule little men.
No bigger than ants, they stepped out to prance
Across the table in the den.
Overcome by the sight, I felt alight!
I brought them some Earth-food, an offer of friendship.
They were quite touched, and they loved it so much
That their curiosity soon turned to worship.
Six o'clock - a key in the lock:
Madelaine walked through the door.
She told me that evening that she was leaving
For one that she loved more.
The little people hopped then – before I could stop them –
Through the portal in the knife
And with a start, drove it through the heart
Of my cruel and traitorous wife.
Worries aside – she quickly died.
She did not feel any pain.
And so, you see, they delivered for me
My gift for my dear Madelaine.
I did not wish it to end like this.
Please listen to me - I implore:
My love for my wife was my meaning of life,
But the little people loved me more.
