do-overs

"FATE"

"FATE" chose us by mistake
Now my heart's a belly-ache
And my nose may start to swell at any day

True lust that we have found may leave me
Six feet under ground, you see
Her boy friend's fist could put this fool away!

Well, I met her at a bar
Where my oldest friend guitar
Was helping me support my ways and means

She approached me rather fast
And while my instincts said to pass
The devil in me lusted for a scene...

She was living common law
But raised her hand and swore
Her man and her could both do as they please

Yet, somehow we were caught
Now he wants to cut mine off
And the thought off losing all sure makes me Wheeze!!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Auto- Biographical -- and a lesson well learned-- a long time ago

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