It's definitely water under the bridge now and was water under the bridge even at the time of writing, but I can remember.
HELL HATH NO FURY ..
Leonie Parker - ©
How I wish that I was a wizard
with powers to cast spells and such;
I’d turn my ex into a lizard.
I’d really enjoy that so much.
The life of a lizard should suit him,
low as a snakes belly is he.
His paramour acting so proper and prim,
I think I’d turn into a flea.
Would a lizard have fleas now I wonder?
If so it would be rather fun,
and if I’ve got it right, not a blunder,
you can bet that he’d have more than one.
That would make all this kind of ironic;
if more fleas he began to accrue,
and he’d swear it was bloody platonic,
like he did when I bade him adieu.
There’s nothing at all going on dear;
she’s someone I work with that’s all.
No matter how sus it all seems to appear
it’s an innocent telephone call.
Yeah right! My initial reaction
disbelief, and he wasn’t contrite,
just kept on denying attraction,
even though it was clear I was right.
So I wish that I was a wizard.
With my wand I would whisk them away
to a place that’s as cold as a blizzard;
put a hex on and there they would stay.
