Angry Ex-On-A-Roll

You called me a smartass, and this I must confess, it’s better than that other part it seems that you know best. Your better half you called your man and this seems sensible, A donkey and a horse must breed to make a jackass whole. Understand this now you shrew my punches I won’t pull, I’d rather be a smartass than a dumbass for a fool. You thought the grass was greener over on the other side, Well I suppose no one will care where heifer’s choose abide. Upon mature reflection I should thank you on my knees The girls tell me I’ve aged like wine and you… well then there’s cheese. Now now don’t get all upset I’m sure he loves you girl, Just be prepared: those knee-knockers? They’re gonna make him hurl.