i feel love

heartache ahead

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 b***h 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 b*****d and i’m still a b***h

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 a*s 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 t**d