My pockets are empty,
Ripped boots on my feet.
What about my Betty?
Her love was deceit...
She took from me all
And to a next gone.
Tragedy was last fall,
But it is a new dawn!
I recognized the world,
Happier than I was!
My sails now unfurled,
I learned the life's laws.
These laws are very simple -
Don't put head under the ax,
Don't break your soul's temple
And don't pay not your own tax!
If live breaking yourself,
Controlling every motion.
It's like ship on the shelf -
Not knowing an open ocean!
Beside should be the one
Who shares your impulses!
Then life will be a fun,
Do not take this just "as is"!
I live the way I want,
I have a wonderful wife!
Time from that fall gone a lot,
We are sharing one life.
But what about my Betty?
I heard, she has a new husband.
She is no longer so pretty
And their marriage agreement at hand...
Sincerely, TerryCraft.