I'm proud of you son!
By monodemo
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Trusting her got you caught in a snare,
Beating to the sound of her drum,
Son, whatever the outcome,
Know that this girl was a deceiver,
Not like a beaver,
Who mates for life,
Finds a wife and enjoys her through thick and thin.
When you met the girl online,
You knew she was lying,
Trying to get your sympathy,
Crying over surgery that she never had.
It’s sad like perjuryA on the stand in court,
You sought after her on the net,
Pet, that might be you’re biggest regret,
Treachery, that’s what she did to thee,
Free now that the secrets out,
Disgusting behaviour in front of our lord the saviour,
Who died on a cross,
Son she was a boss,
And you should not grieve for your loss.
Proceed and toss her number from your phone,
If she calls just leave it alone,
Let it ring playing its melodious tune,
Because she on the other end knows,
It shows, that you are on to her,
When you confronted her,
She regressed, stressed,
Now knowing her little secret.
You’re in the sequel,
And now have eyes to the prequel,
Understanding, that she’s a complete nut job,
Sob not for her, drink,
Let your mind free from thinking.
Over there is a girl winking at you,
Signalling you to
Go over and have a drink.
She’s real son not from the internet,
Park your regret and go on a conquest,
To get that pretty girls number.
Sombre shouldn’t be in your vocabulary,
Sinister things are going to happen to that girl,
If she doesn’t get her act together.
Now shut up and pay this nice man his money,
And take you drinks over to that honey.
I’m proud of you son!
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