My Horrible Ex-wife

THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM.

Many people defend my ex-wife but they don't know her.

On our wedding night, she shot me with a flamethrower.

Before she used the flamethrower, she doused me with gas.

I have third degree burns all over, she really fried my a*s.

Six months later, she wanted me to see the Jaguar that she bought.

But it was not a car, it wasn't what I thought.

That large cat tore me open, it really hurt as I got bit and clawed.

When I was standing in a puddle, my ex zapped me with a cattle prod.

After all of that, I'm lucky that I didn't lose my life.

It's those reasons why the b***h became my ex-wife.

Reviews

[micky]

Ha-ha-ha I love this piece honestly it is so funny. well donr ;p