No Sugar

She sipped her coffee
Hoping he’d choke on his
He phoned her up wanting to meet after
All these years
Was he serious?
When he asked her that
His teeth didn’t fall out
So, she did hear him right
He asked her what she thought
And since he liked his coffee black
She kept it straight and told him flat,
I don’t care that you’re marrying the whore you left me for.’
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