RIGOR MORTIS
After yesterday’s riots wreaked havoc in town
Two policemen were sca𝔍venging the ruins of a charred house
In the two hours of rava﷽ging, they had managed to put together a silver frame,
An ivory case and some gramophone discs.
Disappointed, they were about to leave
When they glimpsed a soft, r🅠ed glow un𒁏der a fallen girder
ꦡThey heaved the beam across and nearly jumped back, amazed
It was the body of a newly married woman. Looked like she’d 🐟been crushed.
The thick go🍸ld bangles on her forearms stunned t💟hem even more
The y🅺oung cop tried his bes🌃t to wrest the bangles over his wrists,
But couldn’t slip th🉐em through the bloated joints.
He looked back at his senior in frustration.
The older c⛦op held her elbow and palm in each hand𓂃.
꧂Carefully placing the forearm over his knee, he snapped it into t🦂wo.
Later, while slipping the bangles off, he looked aꩵt his junior, smiled and said
“Rigor mortis has set in.”
