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01 Apr 15 - 11:55 AM (#3698885) Subject: Lyr Add: Black Is The Colour ( A Marital Dirge) From: GUEST,Wellsy_Brisbane With apologies to purists.... BLACK IS THE COLOUR OF MY TRUE LOVE'S HEART Black is the colour of my true love's heart You ask me why, well where would I start ? She has the meanest smile, the sneakiest of plans Cursed the ground whereon she stands I loathe my 'love', I hope she knows I avoid the ground whereon she goes My lawyers wrote her numerous lines But every offer she just declines We go to trial, she lies and weeps She testifies that I'm a creep The judge he rules, and I'm cleaned out She gets the kids, the dogs, the house Jack is the fulla with whom she now lives My kids adore him, he showers them with gifts Jack's rich and successful, she's wearing his ring I'm broke and single, death, where's thy sting ? Black is the colour of my ex-love's soul When I wed her, I dug my own hole I hope the day it soon will come When to some tragedy, she doth succumb |