A thought crossed my mind, a man ditched a woman
Near enough to their erstwhile tryst
The jilted woman cursed the man's plan
Resembling thoughts of a beast
That with no further ado could hurt
Brother, sister, nephew or niece
Regardless of whether the sight of a skirt
From his bosom could steal peace
Whether the heartbreaker on his part
Cared or did not care at all
If the jilted woman felt pain in her heart
Or she'd rather traipse to browse merchandise at a shopping mall.
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