CHEATER (FOR JOHN DOE, I DONT KNOW HIS REAL NAME)

For better or worse,

Till' death do you part,

you'll never leave or break each other's heart,

but what about the forgotten unspoken part?

 

ring on your finger and three little children,

but did you tell your wife where you've really been?

In bed with my sister, weren't you?

How come there's nothing I can do?

 

nice handsome subtle look but dirty little mind,

heart that isn't so kind,

you're ready to leave your family behind,

Your so called happiness is temporary, real happiness you'll never find,

 

you're a cheater,

a disgrace to fatherhood and real gentlemen,

you're a continous sinner,

and sadly so is your' little young girlfriend,

 

 

 

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