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DON'T PANIC--IT'S ONLY ME!
“Go back to school! Get your degree! Start a business since you’re free!”
“What will you do the rest of your life;
Now that you’re nobody’s mother or wife?”
(*Maybe I'll learn to eat peas with a knife!)
“You can’t just work 8 hours a day; and spend the rest at useless play!
Be a cop! That’s it dear! What you need’s a new career!”
“Don't just sit there on a shelf; Go make something of yourself!”
(*I’m not your “dear” you 6-foot elf!)
Since I’m not half of someone else; is it so hard to find me?
We’ve worked together 15 years; and NOW you redefine me?
I took my selfhood WITH me! I took my person BACK!
You talk like I’m a teenager; too lazy in the sack!
(*Too bad I can’t speak jackass; or I’d be braying back!)
(I was counting on your friendship to bolster my morale:
How odd to learn I’ve morphed into a wanton femme fatale!
Standing here in oil-soaked jeans, no make-up, wrinkled, mussy;
Smelling like a diesel truck; your classic brazen hussy!)
Got it now! I’m ALIEN! That was a bit confusing!
I’m single; I'm no longer “safe” to call your friend?—(amusing!)
(*Not to worry, you’re not on;
The gene pool of my choosing!)
It’s time we got to work here folks; I gotta get my tools;
See ya later fellas; enjoyed your little ruse!
You’ll have to come to terms with this;
No matter what it takes;
I need this job, get over it;
I’ll not pull up my stakes!
(*Feel free to use my guillotine;
and have yourself some cake!)
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