I wished she were true only to me.

But when we talked, her lies were easy to see.

It’s not that I followed her explained, what I learned.  

It was her body's condition on her returns.

Her makeup smudged and hair was always a mess.

The smiles on her face revealed the ventures were a success.

I’ll scratch my head, each time, pondering, “Does she thinks she’s fooling me?”

Tempted, like any man, I could have removed those faces of glee.

But, I considered what will I gain squabbling with a woman who is untrue. 

No car, no house,  no money, lost pride. No, I won't give her a chance to review.

I’ll take care of all my affairs, get my ducks in a row.

A discussion will not make this honest man better by bargaining with a Ho.