Pain?

I've been told I'm unlike most

I've got all the makings of a wonderful host

Only I don't share the love

Of trophy wife way with a dove

The white long satin wedding dress

Unclothed unless

Wrapped in a long apron

That he bought for compensation

After sleeping with his mistress

The number of aprons is listless

 

Counted on painted toes

 

 

 

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