A Divorce Quarel
I believed I was the worst man ever
Fallen in love mum said things will change
An enemy in my heart I call a lover
Marriage is really strange
I wonder why you sit among the Lords of men
When a page of you has no color of pink
Agony moments multiplies by ten
I vow never to follow a man’s link
Don’t tell me you have a womb
A bottled-neck with a tight lid
A place for you should be a tomb
A mother with no crying kid
Your works deter satisfaction
Output from you very minimal
Fatherhood is not a bold fashion
You better learn from your cinema
Let my wine journey back to my family
A dozen- of -thank you will I send back
A load I have carried in marriage shortly
I need them all like in a truck
Let my virginity journey first
Hell serves me witness
Marriage has really made me a twist
My heart now has listeners
Life so better without that jail
You better leave without a good bye
Should have thought before using this thick tail
Now I will move with my bachelors tie
Better engage in investment
Than in a matrimony
After all the so-called enjoyment
The problems with men are the many
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