Dear, Naive Mistress,
Dear, Naive Mistress,
Open your eyes.
You’ve been used...again!
He doesn’t answer his phone –
Sister, yeah, right. NOT!!!
It was his wife.
He can’t take you home.
He has another life.
He’ll never ask you to move in
Or play with your kids.
He is married!
And already has a family.
Nauseated? Dizzy?
You are pregnant again.
And who is the daddy?
Mr. Married Man!
Look inside yourself.
You don’t deserve this.
Put an aspirin between your knees
And leave it there until you are married.
Or keep being an easy mark.
The choice is yours.
Promiscuity brings pain.
Deceit delivers downfalls.
So, pick yourself up,
Look in the mirror,
Get some professional help,
And make a change.
You deserve a better life.
But only you can make that happen.
So get a grip girl.
And become the best you
That your children deserve.
It will not be easy, but you can do it.
Best Wishes,
Agony Aunt
Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: Agony Aunt
Sponsored by Vicky Tsiluma
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