She frightened the hearses

I unthinkingly trod on his  con-technology
Marriage is window dressing  for the unfaithful
On all my worldly goods  she  love endowed
Shall we   have breakfast instead?
My honeymoon was a state of kind
I never liked  the holes in truth.
I’ll be judge,I’ll be jury, we’ll persecute Fury.
She lost her wits to the owl, Too Woo.
I like to share my bed  with animals,vegetarians  or criminals
Why do I look a fright?
She frightened the hearses
Did she say where her purse is?
New curses for sale.Any offers inserted.