G= Retribution

In late in a blur of French perfume

With bleached fragments of straw in your hair

Offal-glint lipstick Boots cheapest

Staining your collar and cuffs

Void of flair

Well you can save

Your inncessant deceptions

I haven't the time for your sorrowful eyes

I've misslaid my once fluffy persona

Perhaps it slipped in the shredder

Along with your ties

Seven years and you've

Finally scratched it

Now you can reap, all that you've sown

Cavorting with Ms Ana Plastic

Whoops, I hit redial on your

Now dissolved phone

Your suits, shirts and shoes

Have been shredded

Your golf clubs are glued to the door

Your dinners in next doors Retriever

Your gold card bright crimson

And nailed to the floor

I've posted your pictures

Address and confession

Through every door in her street

Don't speak there is more

And I'll finish, save your pleas

While your still on your feet

Your cellar is vacant of bottles

I've tipped all your booze down the sink

The picture of you, JUST wearing goggles

Are disbursed

On the red hot lovers, web link

Your pride is parked

Somewhere on waste ground

Your rare egg collection par-boiled

The villa in France where you play

Has been, raffled

You and Ms Ana Plastic are foiled!

I leave with a sense of achievement

Ms Ana Plastic's not quite what she seems

The Ms is as false as her lashes

Mad Mick is the man of her dreams

lex ?03