65. A Grievous Loss -

" WHY does friend Johnson wear that gloomy look?"
" Good cause," you say, " this very morn I took
My wife's corpse to the grave." " Oh dear, oh dear,
Your rich old wife, no more we'll see her here.
And all her money now is yours to spend!
I am indeed distressed, my worthy friend."
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Martial
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