Revised sonnet #102
Together thirteen months the day I came
Across a letter lost addressed to wife
I liked to snoop a flaw thats such a shame
I slit it open using proper paper knife
I lurked the mistress his in double life
I was the wife to him except in name
The signs ignored in retrospect viewed rife
The break up had the bossy bitch to blame
I wasnt mentioned not a wayward word
And he insisted hard they shouldnt part
And he admitted much she had his heart
And he expected pity seen absurd
Of May December love you could keep clear
Else jewellery and flat your price appear
Chorus clear free loose
