Sense Sonnet - Tickler

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A lady, ready to divorce
Her rich hubby, was concerned that
The pre-nup contract would of course
Leave her fundless in no time flat.
A fortune teller, she sought out,
Who peered into her crystal ball,
And told the lady without doubt,
Death was about to cast its pall.
The lady's husband would soon die
In violence and horribly.
The lady mulled, then in reply,
Asked for the possibility.

"Knowing that has benefitted."
"Tell me, will I be acquitted?"