Fallacious Savior

chella

He told me that I wasn't on his radar

Yet, telling me to watch my manners

Every time we'd walk past our neighbor

It wasn't a simple neighbor, but his lover

This traitor

 

Her name was Brenda, living in The manor

Her father was a chancellor

Can he handle her?

 

Handle her?

If he handles her

A poseur would finally outsmart a trickster

 

She'd leave him penniless while seeing many men

Many men?

Not my business, but I'd join her clan

And she'd teach me how to con men

When I get married, she'd be my best man

She's a woman!

 

A wise woman that can spot a garbage man

She has your man!

 

Brenda can have my man 

She'd make him the doorman

She'd make me Robin and be Batman

And I'd be in delight as he becomes a madman

Knowing Brenda has been seeing many men

and conned him

 

Brenda has your man!

She doesn't have my man

She'd take out the garbage man

With the money, she got from him

Brenda would gift me a minibar

But I really would prefer to be a co-star

  • Author: chella (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 15th, 2022 00:16
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  • L. B. Mek

    I'm not sure, but
    'good riddance' comes to mind
    reading your words..
    thanks for sharing



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