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IV.
Freddy was a man in love with his wife,
she’d been his six years to the day,
when word came that his firm was downsizing
and Fred’s sweet lawyer-job went away.

At first she smiled, and comforted him,
saying she’d stand there by his side,
that something better would soon turn up,
that this was just a short bump on life’s long ride.

But weeks went by, and then passed months,
and the firms, they just weren’t hiring.
Freddy grew depressed, what else could he be?
He was a lawyer going broke, perspiring.

And worse still his wife went out each day,
saying she was doing social work ‘with the girls.’
And each day she returned smelling as if
somebody had just rocked her world.

One cloudy day he followed her out,
trailing her to a condo downtown.
His old boss met her there at the door,
and Fred’s wife, his arms wrapped around.

He confronted her that night, expecting a war,
but she didn’t shout, or even try to deny.
“You’ve been so lifeless since you lost your job,
I just needed to finally feel alive!”

Fred stared in shock, not wanting to hear,
noting she never once said “I’m sorry.”
Within two months their marriage was done,
and she was his ex-boss’s new hussy.

Fred moved away, he found a new job
and was doing for himself quite well.
He dated again, but did they love him,
or his money? He never could tell.

So one day he went out with a cute girl
and told her he cleaned toilets for his pay,
As her friend ‘called’ with an ‘emergency,’
he watched her quickly scurry away.
He said,”Human nature, it just doesn’t change…”

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