RANSOM OF THE RUPTURED SHREW

You never knew, how many times you made me cry! 

Nothing unusual, just my perpetual sigh! 

After all the disputes and dramatic fights

It's the plausibility, I saw in your eyes! 


We've been both carnal and frigid, 

Tired of your conceal grid. 

I forfeited the urge to descry you

Not to waste anymore ephemeral dew. 


You may or may not knew 

That you were "THE RANSOM OF THE RUPTURED SHREW"! 








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