six notes, glide down the floor.
heads turn and the dancing slows.
six notes, bow down at the door,
a pause. and again the dancing flows.
six inch heels, brand new ferrari red.
heart shaped lips, cascading hair,
six shots down, a man is dead.
the dancing stops and now they stare.
six six six on her left breast,
the most powerful person in the room,
six bullets exit through his chest.
the bride has killed the groom.
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