Vicky never loved me,

I knew it from his eyes,

He took me out one night,

And tried to make me realize,

“You’re a *****, a deadbeat *****”,

He succinctly summarized

And pushed my head towards his groin

And watched his manhood rise.

All his platitudes and words

Did not suppress my cries

When he slid his hand under my dress

And found a big surprise.

“What the ****? What are you?

What is this lewd disguise?“

He pushed me to the ground

And leapt to chastize.

My heart was broken, dress was torn,

My dignity compromised.

I pushed him off of me

And slapped him just below his eyes.

Vicky, now I know,

Even though you apologise,

You’re a *******

And nothing you ever do

Will show me otherwise.