He walked full of class
Pinky never touched glass.
Sharp in the thread
Stiff lip and moustache.
When angry he turned red
His taunts filled clients with dread.
Even his wife wasn’t at ease
When Mr. Gada was raising dead.
His day started with grease
In his hair, and pressed every crease.
Next the pills glazed his eyes
And dampened his seize.
The cheat hid many lies
A past life was no surprise.
He told her he was focused
He talked with clever disguise.
He worked to fill his lust
But late nights made the Mrs. mistrust.
If she said a word his blood would steam
She lay silent, wishing to feel just.
But karma came to ream
His ugly and immoral scheme.
He let business mix with pleasure
Trips to Spain made his dream.
The mistresses husband saw her
And came charging in full measure.
Took a knife to the cheaters cheat
In a jab he lost his treasure.
Spain’s doctors laughed at his meat
Fixing would be too much a feat.
Mr. Gada sobbed and cried
When his wife threw him out on the street.
Mar 16, 2012
Mar 16, 2012 at 2:20 AM UTC
He walked full of class
Pinky never touched glass.
Sharp in the thread
Stiff lip and moustache.
When angry he turned red
His taunts filled clients with dread.
Even his wife wasn’t at ease
When Mr. Gada was raising dead.
His day started with grease
In his hair, and pressed every crease.
Next the pills glazed his eyes
And dampened his seize.
The cheat hid many lies
A past life was no surprise.
He told her he was focused
He talked with clever disguise.
He worked to fill his lust
But late nights made the Mrs. mistrust.
If she said a word his blood would steam
She lay silent, wishing to feel just.
But karma came to ream
His ugly and immoral scheme.
He let business mix with pleasure
Trips to Spain made his dream.
The mistresses husband saw her
And came charging in full measure.
Took a knife to the cheaters cheat
In a jab he lost his treasure.
Spain’s doctors laughed at his meat
Fixing would be too much a feat.
Mr. Gada sobbed and cried
When his wife threw him out on the street.
