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IN FLAGRANTE
He caught them in the act
Of sexual contact.
His wife and her lover –
Shock – sans bedclothes cover.
In voice lacking tenderness
He growled: “You adulteress!”,
Pulled her up by the hair,
Flung her over a chair.
The other man left in pain
So he’d never romp again,
Hastily re-dressed,
With bruises impressed.
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