i would shower her with gifts
various lavishments
all the baubles i could buy
just to see that twinkle in her eye
bouquets of flowers adorned her room
upon Sunday mornings of her vanilla scent i'd swoon
roses are red
we would go to church and sing the hymns
and hear the homilies
we would rut in the bathroom
grunt over the leaves
climaxed amongst the trees
a time so long ago it seems
like just a dream
violets are blue
As nature runs it course
soon she was round and wide
i remember back then being
so filled with pride
a seed i had sowed
in this world of stryfe
soon i was wed and now i had a wife
by breaking your vows
not too long after she cheated on me
and i cheated on her
and it was plain to see
the unions would be severed
the vows were to be broken
she blamed my smoking
i left my grievances unspoken
you gave your soul to the...
so we went to the jews
her attorney my lawyer and the
judge were all masons too
and for a fee they ended our marriage
& yet she even had a new child
from me in a carriage
you look confused
that i was never allowed to see
to love or hold but ironically
i named this baby
after one of the ships of Columbus
that had sailed the seas
to find this new world
i thought it a beautiful name you see
roses are red...
i reason she felt it best to replace me
rather than glue me together
she found a father she felt better
the bonds to my children she
judged to sever
only to be judged by her maker
and none for the better
i know what is true...

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