Laura and Exlover Greg
Their Ten–Year Relationship broke;
And this we thought Life’s lashing stroke;
Not that they had their affair snapped
Nor out a handful wrong things mapped…
We all were privy to True Bliss:
The times One would The Other miss.
Triumph could have been Submission,
Love Affair judging Pure Mission;
Four Eyes for Love’s Live Transmission,
For its disc Written Permission…
Well, now, Laura sticks to canned coke,
Her Bitter Ex to Bangkok’s Coke;
Laura trying dresses in vogue,
Ex fighting to not seem A Rogue
The Men around Laura Seven:
“Later, I’ll meet Greg in Heaven!”
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