Then there’s this artist friend
of mine who is always bitching
about his ex-wife.
It’s always the same
Mi mi, na na, wah wah
till all I get
is blue in the face.
Till all I wanna
do is vomit
and blow up on him.
It’s so damn annoying
to listen to.
so I try to make him
feel better and I say;
only trying to comfort him:
“Yo, Bruce, I slept with your ex.
You didn’t lose much.”
But that that didn’t work.
He only felt worse
but hey, I think to myself,
at least I tried.
Well, I never did
actually sleep with his ex.
I just told him that
to make him feel better.
I guess that’s
what friends are for.
His Ex
She found a millionaire and is doing great without him! Stranger things. - slc
Fortunately as years past, he
Fortunately as years past, he did find someone else and moved on. Left me with a poem so I made out in the deal.