She's A Fool Poem by Alison Smith

She's a Fool
She can't keep her cool,
Fights all the wrong battles
Gets all the wrong scars

To bed she goes
To bend his toes
She is carefree
A common layabout

Try as she may
No happiness comes when you act this way
She'll only find gutters in hell

Should have died when she was born
Can't change that now
God knows she has tried.

She had a certain life
With all the cosy endings
She let it slip away
So she could test the bedding

To call her names would be quite vulgar
She doesn't deserve to be heard at all.
She's a fool.