Outlaws

Two is company Three a crowd A and B call the shots I'll C my way out I've become a nuisance With the key to their heart A knee high fence Setting them apart They clear with ease The top of my Hurdle I'm just a disease A bothersome girdle I gave them a boy Adopted their man Then a girl brought joy They don't understand They dote on the first A monster in training I have been cursed No need for explaining A fantasy solution There's no such thing Entitlement, illusion They'll continue to bring Pick a seat, not a side A quant little quote The author was high When he joyfully wrote An invisible line Heavy and thick Clear to the blind A blunt, jarring kick I won't sugar coat My pen speaks truth Start building your moat And digging your boot