him/her ditty

him

i once was lost now i don't care
you are now gone just like my hair
memories of both do i still hold
as both are barren and so very very cold
you came into my life to be my wife
and instead of quality you added strife
so maybe just maybe i am the winner
bite me bitch i'm late for dinner
that's right dinner with another so fine
one that has no rules of crossing the line
i will not forget how you made me feel
i'm off for good sex and a most wonderful meal

her

if stupid was money, you would indeed be rich
that’s right ... you’re a bastard and i’m still a bitch
your children long lost and forgotten
often ask ‘how can dad be so god damn rotten?’
and yes dear ex-husband, men are from mars not venus
my ass is still fat and you ... well, you still have a small penis
and that ditsy young thing you have by your side
that you so gloriously parade around with false pride
is so much better and smarter by more than a mile
it’s all so fake ... your pretentious nature and an oh so fake smile
don’t get me wrong, it’s exactly what you need, so absurd
for you dear ex-husband are still ... a fukin turd