Lament of An Easy Man
Let’s have an amicable divorce, she said.
I thought she was taking it well.
Congratulated myself on not sure what.
At least there will be no problems here, she said.
She is even keel. Calm, reserved.
I feel okay about my affair now.
We are still best friends right?
This seemed a bit over the top.
But I agreed.
Thus, when the hell cat came to court
Snarling, snapping and screaming
I did not recognize her
Nor was I prepared in any way.
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