Poem -

con artist

So you finally found your way
to the alter,
after leaving me behind
with my ring
(that you didn't buy,
of course.)

Does that taste like something sour?
Tacky tie,
grey sky,
and a little too much enthusiasm
in your grin.
My nickname for you
has never felt more fitting.

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