The Couple

Part 1

When they argued they were like a broken toilet:

He was full of crap and she wasn’t going to let any shit go down

 

Part 2

She

Was left with a broken heart

He

Was left with crumpled shirts

 

Part 3

She asked, should I take him back?

A friend answered, you can be right

Or you can be happy

 

Part 4

So he played love by numbers,

A dozen red roses a week

She got to be both

 

Part 5

He said, dinner’s on me

She said, that’s OK I’ll lick it off

 

Part 6

They ran off into the sunset

Their silhouettes a perfect postcard

Of what remained

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