Linda And I Are Not Well-Suited

If you think this poem is about our lack of love, you are absolutely wrong;
We will be together for eternity, right where we both belong!
The words I have written, deal with legality, and the tyrant, my son;
We went yesterday to an astute Attorney, a law “suit” be begun!
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For Linda had a contract, my son signed ten months ago;
That lured us from sunny Florida, to the cold Winters in Ohio!
He promised her in writing, she’d earn at least a grand a week;
To use her brilliant accounting prowess, for his bookwork really reeked!
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So we came with arms wide open, and the family to be near;
For a while, things went real smoothly, then came the brand-new year!
Her paychecks began not arriving, we had our ups and downs;
Yet, two months ago he hit a windfall, and things finally came around!
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But three weeks ago he axed her, right out of a clear blue sky;
This unscrupulous monster, broke her heart and made her cry!
Yesterday, our Attorney reviewed things, said “There’s really nothing you can do”;
“He can close his company and start another, he’s pulled an unbelievable fast one on both of you”!
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But Linda and I will make it, we are resilient to the core;
And this disgusting inhuman Devil, we will ever both abhor!
I cannot believe I sired this child, but from him I will ever part;
For he is surely the “Son of Satan”, with pure hatred in his heart!
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                                Our Attorney said
                        That we are not well-suited
                             But love sustains us