Facebook stole my babe.

Shortly after Facebook came out,

and ex-boyfriends became closer to deroute.

But chained to a kitchen job in toe,

those few sweet words kept her review.


Now I know,

why she closed her eyes.

Wanted the lights out,

its no surprise.


With child in tow,

And the house to pay.

Clothing and feeding,

beauty kept at bay.


So credit be given

shame be taken

For not recognizing

her inner desires


But without Facebook

and that huge campaign

It wouldn’t have started,

we could’ve remained.



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