Everybody makes a mistake now and then. I've been married three times. Cha-BOOM!
You probably know my second ex-wife. If not, I'll send you her 800 number. Have credit card ready. Or you can get it off the wall in most truck stop rest rooms.
When we divorced I moved to another state to be sure she didn't try to come back.
I believe this has the makings of a great Blues song, or at least a Country song.
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P.S. You know what, I'm going to leave this post because it is sorta funny, but actually all my ex-wives were great and I get along with them still. Just in case they ever were to read this by accident. Sometimes things just don't work out.