after
getting a divorce from cruella one
and two,
licking my wounds,
i learned
a lot about
women out there on the sites.
no matter how much money
they made,
no matter how
feminist they were,
no matter how successful
and rich
they had become
with alimony and child support,
they almost
never helped pay
for a drink or meal
when you met them.
as soon as the check came,
they ran to the bathroom
to powder their nose.
i saw cobwebs on their purses.
i didn't mind
paying.
but after a three course
meal, three glasses
of wine and dessert, plus tip,
i couldn't afford
a hundred and twenty dollar
night very long,
every week of the month.
the women kept
getting bigger
and i kept getting poorer
in my search for my
next cell mate. whoops,
i mean soul mate.
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