MNM, Or A Midsummer Nights Massacre

You weren't there
But then I found
Your body lying
On the ground
So I ran
So I screamed
My face was polished
And all preemed
I know who
Did kill you
It's that spotted,
Inconstant fool
I'll go home
And take a knife
And with that blade
I'll end his life

I felt so relieved
But others felt deceived
My best friend; his 'lover'
But something of his 'other'
Ran away
With a scream
To take her life
In a stream
Girl, what hast thou done?
You've slain her love,
The last thing you saw
Her as white as a dove
Your best friend
How could you be so cruel
Girl, now slash
With your killing tool

Love is dead;
So are the lovers