I wouldn’t mind but

she was always unhappy with me

the way I went aah after a drink

how poorly I spoke French

not that she could would or try

& after she left

I saw her broke down at the side of the road

I didn’t stop because I knew

I’d be fixing that wrong

& I wouldn’t mind but

the bitch looked happy

she said she hated my hair my clothes

the way I snored at night

even the way walked in the street

all was a vexation to her

& I was pleased when she went

later I saw her with her new knuckle dragger

bad hair gorilla in an ill-fitting suit

struggling to cross the street

& I wouldn’t mind

but the bitch

looked happy

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