My name is Marry Alice Young
When you read this mornin’s paper
You may come across an article
About the unusual day I had last week.
Normally, there’s never anything newsworthy about my life
But that all changed last Thursday
Of course, everything seemed quite normal first
I performed my chores
I completed my projects
I ran my errands
In truth, I spent the day as I spent every other day
Quietly polishing the routine of my life
Until it gleamed with perfection
That’s why it was so astonishing
When I decided to go to my hallway closet
And retrieve a revolver that had never been used