Number 5
by sloanranger
My first she was a goodwyfe, I know that now - was true,
at least a whole lot better than, ever was next 2.
Now, 3 there was some magic, though she made herself the boss -
still and all, t'was tragic - when bad lobster brought her loss.
And 4 - I had my hopes up, a beauty through and through –
though thirty years too young for me, thought I could see it through.
Then one night I came home – she's with a bloke called Brad;
he's 25 - just like her ... but seems a likely lad.
Her and me, we both agreed – we'd best call it a day,
but Brad I asked, with more than glee: "Would you like to stay?"
"You see, I have an opening soon - for my number 5,
and you're just about the cutest thing, I've ever seen alive!"
