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Cut the Ties

I Am a Scottish Man of Thrift
Wasting Money I Give Short Shrift
I Make Do and Mend, I Makeshift
I Smelled a Problem Easily Sniffed
A Time for Action Must Be Swift
What She's Doing Will Cause a Rift
As in My Wallet She Would Sift
And All My Money She'd Uplift
Not a Borrowing, Not a Gift
Simply Stealing, a Simple Lift
She Never Was a Spendthrift
Man That Got Me Really Miffed
Found Her Drunk Totally Squiffed
Of Cheap Vodka Vomit She Whiffed
Tempted to Violence She Needs Biffed
I Have to Help Her Stand and Reshift
She Needs to Take an Upper Gearshift
My Choice Is Just to Cut Her Adrift
David_Macleod
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Copyright © 2018 David Macleod All Rights Reserved. No part of this Poem may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other...
Copyright © 2018 David Macleod All Rights Reserved. No part of this Poem may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of David Macleod. dtmacleod@easy.com
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