The Bully Has Died

Remember that bully that stole your trike.
The one who slept with your girlfriend while you were dating at the time.
The one who got you fired from your first decent job.
He just died.

Will you go to his funeral?
Tell me will you show your respects even when he did not?
As your girlfriend I'm asking you to go with.
After all I was his previous wife.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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