When I met you, I was glad
When you left me I was sad
When you cheated, I was mad
Then I found out it was with my dad
And it took place in my pad
Thinking about it was bad
I’m sure you felt it was rad
I tried to convince myself it was a fad
And that you were at least partially clad
But it still felt like a kick in the nad
As if I would never have a lad
Before reacting, I waited just a tad
Thought about the good times that we had
And then slit your ugly cheating throat
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