Honey, I am sorry
I betrayed your trust
Heaven knows it was the devil
I know you might not forgive
I impregnated another
I am guilty as charged
But it's okay if you leave
Sweety, you promised
Leave the devil if this
Your acts was intentional
Now you leave me no choice
I know what you want
But I won't leave
I'll stay and help raise the child
In case this is your getaway card
It is dead on arrival
If this is your December excuse
"You lie, we die there! "
A child is a blessing from God
I hate nonsense
Next excuse please
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