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Life Is Unfair Because I'm Losing My hair

Life Is Unfair Because I'm Losing My hair

Something happened and I'm appalled.
My wife left me because I'm going bald.
It just goes to show that life can be unfair.
I lost my wife because I'm losing me hair.
She ran off with a man who has more hair on his head.
Besides having more hair, my wife said he's better in bed.
In addition to losing a lot of hair, I've lost a whole lot of sleep.
I drive a Ford Escort and he drives a Ferrari, I hate that creep.
She left me even though we promised to always love each other.
But one thing that she hates is her boyfriend's domineering mother.
Her boyfriend has more hair than me and he's rich.
But he's a mama's boy and his mother is a fat bitch.
His mother slapped the taste out of my wife's mouth when she called her a piece of shit.
She has come to regret leaving me for him but she has made her bed, now she can lie in it.
I lost my wife because having a full head of hair is something I lack.
She'd better get used to her situation because I've decided not to take her back.

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