Military Matrimony Yoke
You can beat me up,
Send me to Malaysia for treatment,
I was on business, I will tell them
When I am back,
Business is good.
I have soldiers living
In my dining room,
Roaming my garden
Peeing in my swimming pool,
You placed them there,
The courts cannot take them out.
You walked out on me,
Never talked to me;
Married a twenty year old
The newspaper says,
You threatened to kill me,
Your hand is my danger.
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