M : The ruin of Mrs Wordeman

The young bride, spellbound by the preacher's stage-slick word,
Yields up her purse, casts away all family heirlooms.
A tongue's bribe is the trickster's cage to the meek bird,
Now jilted for curse and lambast as her surly sire fumes.

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