She had a lover
Who made her listen
To his cassette tapes
In his car. He said,
If you don’t like it,
You can get out. That’s
What she remembers.
It made her angry.
She wrote a short poem
She refused to call
A poem. That would be
Immodest. She wrote
About his music,
His attitude, and
His ultimatum,
But, curiously,
Not how she left him
Because of that crap.
Why’d she leave that out?
Could be the breakup
Came after the poem.
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