A Bad Man Is Gone Poem by Mark Heathcote

A Bad Man Is Gone



People don't want to accept their love is over
It's just another hurdle, another bunker.
Sweetheart, darling say, this isn't closure.
Given time sweetheart we can, still recover.

And the next it's agreed said he's a stalker.
Any more contact and you'll lose your liberty
His heart-breaking as he hears from her lawyer.
They want alimony as she sings valedictory.

('A bad man is gone, gone, gone.')
Gone, a bad man is gone
('A bad man is gone, gone, gone.')
Thank you, Lord, oh praise be to Jesus
He can go-screw-another into doing
His food his laundry like she were his mother.

Oh yeah, people like him will find another-
To carry his baton, spread his marmalade and butter.
But I'm finished being his humble lover.
Oh yeah, people like him will find another.

They always do, like an unhealed shoe.
Look for some good strong, flexible glue.
Look out, young girl, next time it could be you.
His-next-conquest - his next hypnotic-taboo.

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