Divorcee Diatribe
I'm still alive.
I'm singing like a swan
And my beauty's impeccable.
Eight months divorced,
Spinnin' is my head
Now my kids are separable.
Workin' numerous jobs...
Now I sound like my Ex,
Oh, inexorable.
But no more slinging fault.
Life tosses lessons
So best ride and abide.
Go forth with pride.
You are the sinner
And you are the Saint.
Be the the best you can.
Believe in yourself despite
The weather or demand.
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