The Trophy Wife

I dredged her up from the bed of a river
I thought that I’d give her a good Christian burial
But I had a thought as we came to the plot
I’d take her home and there I would marry her
Her skin was the color of lillies in Spring
I slipped her my ring as I drew back her veil
My thoughts headed south as I kissed her mouth
Secure in the knowledge that I’d conquered hell
But it wasn’t the warmest reception you’ve seen
My senses are keen and I felt her coldness then
Just as I’d feared, she must have felt weird
To make this transition to life without sin
We spent the Summer in my parent’s cabin
When one day it happened; love faded away
It seemed she’d decided, I couldn’t deny it
Our union did reek with the stench of decay
So I layed her back down to dream in still waters
Yet still nothing odder does trouble my sleep
Than her last look goodbye and the tears in her eye
As she called my name from up out of the deep