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Now I knew John, who was a man, when being a man was tough

He married well, lived even better, and had his fill from the trough

John was strong, strong as a man, but never where it counted

He cheated well, cheated often, and never chose to flaunt it.


He knew not what, it was he did, to that poor wife who flew

She laughed and cried, screamed aloud, and all but blew the roof

She slapped and slid, hollered and bawled, when she found out the truth

But she knew John, from the start, and plainly thought it through


Now John’s in courts, crying aloud, wishing he’d done better

The judge said no, you know what you do, so sign here with your letter

Johns now broke, nothing to his name, the siren took it all

Now she laughs and sighs, all the time, while enjoying poor John’s fall

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I'm a high school English teacher in Texas. I also hold degrees in radiography and radio and television broadcasting. Though I obtained certain knowledge and skills from my prior degrees, I do not currently use them.

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