The Mistress Poem by Kiley Glass

Its getting late
Your mans not home
And Im the reason
Youre all alone

You called his work
But hes not there
And Im the reason
You sit up in fear

You pray its the rain
Thats kept him away
But Im the reeason
Your mans out to play

Wannà know my secret
How I lure them in
Well thats simple
By being a friend

To tell the truth
Im no beauty queen
Your man is here
Cause I cater to his needs

As he sits here
Happy in my embrace
He closes his eyes
And he sees your face

I envy you
But youre such a fool
Whàt youve taken for granted
I would treat so royal

Youre his life
Im just a phase
Give him some time
And Ill surely fade

But late at night
When he sneaks in
Ask him my friend
Where has he been

He will tell you his lies
But remember the truth
Im the reason
Your man wasnt with you1