Precipice Divorce Conundrum
When you pushed me off the precipice
I wondered why you’d want me dead
The shoes
The booze
The bad reviews
Of how you were in bed
The hours on the phone to my girlfriends
My mother staying for weeks
My weight
Big plate
I didn’t fellate
The frequent methane leaks
The pots unwashed till next Tuesday
The bills unpaid and unchecked
The smoke
The coke
How people spoke
Of my behaviour when wrecked
The endless hours of shopping channels
And criticising your sounds
Friends banned
Wedding planned
I wouldn’t stand
For that nasty ring you found
When you pushed me off the precipice
I wondered why you’d want me dead
No clue
My review
Is it’s all about you
And the rocks that you have in your head.
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