Though him she forgave she was still hurt,
Because a damaged heart was worse than a cut.
She planned to return the act to her boo,
To see how he felt or what he would do.
She told him Saturday there was a party,
And she was going with her best friend Kathy.
But to hurt him was in her mind,
But her love for him had him blind.
The day came & she dressed for the dance,
Looking gorgeous in half top & tight pants.
In her heels she stepped graceful as a swan,
But her intention was to share her dignity with a next man.
She arrived & started partying hard,
And got attention of a guy called Chard.
The little white rum made she rude,
Plus it triggered her already horny mood.
They both rushed to the V.I.P. section,
Like she forgot that she had man.
On the couch then attire soaring in the air,
About her love home she didn't care.
They caressed right to the last song,
But it suddenly hit her she had done wrong.
The dude got up not saying a word,
Nothing from him she she never heard.
She met her friend & they both head home,
Her clothes were untidy & her hair not comb.
She recalled all that occurred,
But the alcohol made her soar like a bird.
She got home & for her he sat waiting,
For his true love who he had faith in.
With no hesitation she told him what she did,
He thought she was joking but his face he hid.
Down on on his knees tears emerged from his eye,
At that moment he just wanted to die.
He left her & went straight in his bed,
Blaming himself for what happened instead.
Sunday came & he did get up,
But ignored all including his pup.
He was unhappy & had nothing to say,
And remained so right through Monday.
He cried endless during Monday night,
His tears sparkle in the full moon light.
Each thought of her act made him lose hope,
Early Tuesday morning he was hanging from a rope.
The moral is to be true to your love,
Not all hole you pass your tool you should shove.
Give her all the love & care she need,
Listen to me men & take heed.