"This woman had taste" he thought to himself
as Ming Dynasty porcelain sat on the shelf
and with a Monet on the wall it was a thrill
to see water lilies so pure and still.
A bonus indeed if you appreciate fine art
and to see this collection would touch his heart
but reality can be grim when lust is a sin.
She lay in the next room with her skull bashed in.

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