A girl given to doom

There was a girl given to doom,
she spread darkness and gloom
A clown met her on his way
and cried desperately all day.

In time she got married
sorry but her husband she harried.
"More money, more life, more pleasure"
She would scream full measure.

Now poor hubby could not give all that
so she discarded him, like a torn mat.
A handsome young lover she acquired.
who she so fully admired.

In time the young lover felt trapped
his lust for her completely sapped.
So he quickly scuttled so very far
You couldn’t reach him, by train or car.

Our woman of doom and complete gloom.
In a chartered airplane did zoom.
A sharp machete she carried,
I would be ever so worried.

Her lover she finally found,
and set on him her hound
But he was not a simple man
with the hound he made friends and ran.

Now the woman is back with her hubby dear,
and he is having affairs galore I fear.
Her sharpened tongue is now readying
for dirges that she will soon be singing!