My middle-aged boss Ted was a wise fool,
He got married to an original
copy of his first wife Jane,
He was a selfish lover,
She trusted him and always looked thoroughly unhappy,
They had a loveless relationship
Pamela,her twin had stolen her husband from her,
It was an open secret he and Pamela had been lovers for a long time.
She found no better revenge than to give him to her,
They had an amicable divorce.
There was deafening silence when he came to the office with Pamela,
She was painfully beautiful,and hell's Angel,
She was like the man she had married
We were used to his typically weird behaviours,
But,good grief! This was worst,
It was crash landing.
Both were terribly pleased with themselves.
We had no choice but,to congratulate  them,
It was an era of free love.
Before the marital bliss was over
she took over the reins of the office,
She started with veiled comments how we worked,
Then came veiled threats,
Next she lectured us on business ethics.
The pretty ugly lady had lost her head,
Ted,the big baby was forced to do nothing but watch,
There was a minor crises in the office,
The staff alone together resigned.
A small miracle happened,
Ted lost his cool temper,
He wanted his imperfect perfect wife out of the office.
He realised that their similarities were different,
You have to really know someone to understand they were strangers,
The evil genius had transferred his business and house in her name,
He was speechless.
A story told in silence,
For him it was the coldest day on a summer's day,
A common raven sits on his own faeces.