Across the wires Loverboy’s words of honey had her craving for more
his skills of deception honed on his twelve year old kid in law
hoodwinked with no clue to the many who had eaten his poison before.
Loverboy mesmerized strutting his stuff blinding her to what others fore-saw
lured to his den with promises bold turning instead to painful wounds deep in her core
her last whisper of breath was but a puff when escaping his realm heartbroken and sore.
Tossing away the psycho pills Loverboy rages and roars like a dog with a bone
going on five years now seeking to punish the only one lucky enough to flee alone
now using the little kid as a weapon in court he’s out to destroy her new home.
The moral of the tale my lovely kind daughter would warn
beware of a Loverboy not in God’s plan he could be a Bullyboy wanting a pawn.
The loudest voice is not always right.
‘If God be for us who can be against us?’