A Jazzy Plumber Nibbled her Pride.
Did He create my heart for you proud to break?
Am I a pygmy for your jokes to crack?
Not your betrayal but your gossips on me hit
and rankled my heart.You can't save your face
and harp on harsh plots hatched with your grace.
Cheated by a plumbing techie, lorn you look.
Seeking words of comfort, around you look,
which you ignored when he shocked you with big break.
You feign worshipping God and say words of grace,
beseeching the heavenly blessings crack.
Slinging mud on me, you left with a false face.
I was mute and your rumours had no hit.
Road to success He makes everyone to hit
and sparks with ideas into which the boys look.
Slanders and insults heaped on me, you now face.
Your promise to marry me, you did break.
You failed to settle abroad in your first crack.
A plumber feigned as a techie had his grace.
The manners of girls are gifts with divine grace.
But on a jazzy false guy, you had hit.
He took you round Singapore just for the crack.
With your jewels gone, to home back you did look.
In the journey of your life, this is a break.
Pushing this jobless man off, wild men you face.
What a fink you're not to speak to my face!
Once your moon-like face seemed me a grace.
Your callous rumours, my name a bit did break
but recoiled in your heinous mind to hit.
My hardwork gave me a smiling look
and I'm not addicted to grief or crack.
The good codes of life, I could calmly crack
to scare and drive out the ghouls out of my face.
You rejected me and stopped others to look
at me, the poor guy awaiting godsend grace.
Does a girl hate a man wantonly to hit
at his sleepless, hopeless heart, easy to break?
Your shameless face my harmless heart did break.
Yet with my grace, I wished your life a hit.
My cool look is on your frail mind which won't crack.
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