It doesn't take...a master plan...
to drive a man...
to change the world...
just be a man...
there aren't to many...
left of them...
god help us...
few there are...
out living under...
bridges cold...
a trash barrel fire....
to warm the bits...
you left of men...
while all...
you ex old ladies...
do the cha cha...
with some witch...
you haven't...
got the tits...
to call a witch...
so...
clean her up...
and...
she's a goddess...
suddenly..
who really deeply...
doesn't like us...
to all of those...
empowered women...
living in...
those houses...
husbands bought...
for them...
ex husbands now...
I guess...
you ever think...
one bitter moment...
how the guy...
that gave you...
everything...
while you...
were planning...
world domination...
could so...
truly use...
a hand...
a shave...
hot meal...
kind word...
I mean...
self confidence...
is key...
to being anything...
I know you know...
you and...
your lawyer...
took all that...
away from him...
and then...
the kids...
to really stir...
the pot...
to bring it...
to a rich...
and steamy froth...
who gets the brats...
who stood there...
whining...
by your side...
while you...
dishonored him...
it really is...
a Halloween kitsch...
son of a bitch...
Written by Bruce James Clyde 2015
Art: by unknown
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