The Two Days I Left My Man: R. H.

R.H. is a very cute, young treat; I do not sense in him deceipt. For, he seems like an honest man; He only does the best that he can. On this soul, I have quite a crush; He makes the excited little girl in me gush. I do believe he's a tad bit blind; Because, to some people; one must be unkind. But, alas, R. H. has a wife; Who will only end up filling him with strife. For, another would soothe his peace of mind; One that would not be so unkind. Someone who would stay out of prison for him; Someone who truly would adore him. For, I see that the future may not worsten; If my man becomes the same and another person. Someone who often pays attention to his wife; And who does not always call his mother when he's in strife. He is the first, but not the second; At least, he's made a better life for himself than the self-destructive one that, in his youth, beckoned.