He got his kick in the teeth.

Running down the driveway, running full speed away from her.
Sin and irony always did run his life, anyway.
But it's still funny how you never do find those things on residential drives.
He had his chance; he could have come clean.
It's just that confessions for sins don't come easy.
So she chased him with kitchen cutlery and her intent to kill, but the steel and glass beat her to him.
The trees saw everything: how he cheated in their bed with the window open, and then how he denied three times. They even heard the rooster's scream.
"And finally, he even got his," the oak said to the pine.
Yeah, he got his kick in the teeth: the only bus related death in his nieghborhood that year.
He ran from her revenge strait into a city bus.