This is just great! I feel really relaxed!
Not like of recent, where my head was chopped off, by an axe.
Just a few minor problems, to sort out,
And that is all being taken care of.
Not to worry about “Michelle”, at all,
Jesus, isn’t that such a lovely feeling?
I don’t feel guilty for leaving,
As I was going along, on my own way.
Her large reproductive (or unreproductive system),
Is always filled up, in by other men’s seamen.
Like coal being shoved into a steam engine train,
As her vagina was so hard to get into,
Especially with her size, it would have taken,
Three or four penises, to actually fit into hers.
I only say one good thing about her,
And that is the word ‘Sex”,
As I really never had sex, where I came (to be or not to be?).
And I wasn’t surprised, when I had heard about….
All the fucks she had, (literally) behind my back.
For I was the black sheep, in this paddock,
Now I’ve turned to white and I’m the leader of the flock.
May she rot with every other guy, she knows or uses,
As from now on, she is none of my business, in any aspect.
May she for once, live a chained life,
Seeking husbands and not truly being a good respected wife.
Her sweetness turn to sourness, with tempers of all kind,
She is definitely not recognized, in any form of mankind.
Let her webs keep on spinning,
Until trapped, herself she is,
Not a soul to let her out,
And for her not realizing, that she is not winning.
May man not invent?
Such a sexual object like, “Michelle”.
Which, when she is programmed,
Brings out more data after data, into hell.
I may feel a little lonelier,
Then I have ever been before,
But I’ve never felt so poorer,
Than what I have done, in the before.
It may and will be hard for me,
To live on four dollars a fortnight,
But I will fight to survive: with four feet on the ground,
And then, I’ll start saving and think more of myself, in life.
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