The Country Divorce
I represented a lady named Lois
A divorce she did get for a horse
Her husband was kind
When he had half a mind
But since he did snore
and their love life a bore
so off she rode on her horse.
Trot, trot, trot, kerka plop went the poo
trot, trot, trot, down the road went the two
her husband, sheddin a tear as they left
finally broke down and quietly he wept
Yea she was mean and I should rejoice
but there goes old Lois on my favorite horse
C. Batsell Bateman, III, Southern Poetry Law Center
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