Jill gave Bill breakfast
Lunch, supper, much more
Which Bill snapped fast
Soon enough Jill grew sore.
Jill's heart Bill soon broke
Bestowing on it net neglect;
Bill's heart hewed a rock
Soon comfort Jill could no longer elect.
Phone calls, hugs, kissed roared rare
Bill's presence and warmth Jill missed;
Coldness, callousness created a pair
As Jill Bill dissed and pissed.
Tears and fears Jill juiced daily
Bloodshot brewed her teary eyes;
Bill dismissed Jill's pleas obviously
Lacing her broken heart with lots of lewd lies.
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