Whaddya Mean

What! A Divorce? Why?! What do you mean you want to move on? Do you want to break up this marriage of 25 years? Now! After two teenagers at home? What do you mean you need more space? You live in a mansion for Pete's sake! What? You want to do your things, Experience life, Meet new people, See new places? Well, who's stopping you? You have been pretty much on your own all these years, And here, I have been slogging like a donkey 24/7/365, making more money than you can find ways to spend. I knew not when our kids grew up, I worked hard-- Day in and day out, So you and kids can live a life of comfort and luxury, Now you wanna leave me, gee! And take half of MY blood and sweat?! Nah, not even a dime! No sirree Bob. Nope. As long as I am alive, Not a chance. Not a thing. Zero, Zip, Zilch, Nada! I'll fight tooth and nail... Only over my dead body! (P.S.: Millionaire John Doe was tragically killed in a single car crash apparently of brakes failure. He's survived by his wife and two kids.) ~"Poem with a chilling twist" contest by Frank Herrera