Not a Peter,
Or a pumpkin eater.
Had a wife,
Couldn't keep her,
Because he was a dirty cheater.
Locked her up.
Took hostage her opinion and thoughts.
Made her beleive he loved her,
With the expensive gifts he bought.
Brought her a new, better, perfect life,
With a bracelet and a Benz.
Though stabbed her in the back with a knife.
And in doing this the truth he bent.
Lied and lied...again and again!!
Till she couldn't take,
All the hurt and pain inside.
So this move she made.
She cashed out the accounts,
Hid the keys to her cars.
Threw his stuff away
And threatened new locks and wars.
He only could apologize
And he could only be shocked.
Tried to get her back
He thought he could, but thought wrong!
She finally took a stand,
Gave him back his diamond ring.
He lost it all,
When my mom caught him cheating!
 
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