I'm just ducking oot

I looked at him fondly, 

only to hear him say, 

och I’m ducking oot,

I’ve had enough of you.

With tear filled eyes, 

I gazed again, 

and the reproof in 

his eyes said it all

Imagine that, ashamed 

of his association with 

a woman such as I; 

I who loved him dearly, 

and gave him my all.

Oh, the wasted years, 

spent meeting his every 

need and desire, 

only to be reduced to 

an unwanted chattel.

What a bastard!

Friday night, 

it’s getting late.

Time to check if 

lady luck has  

found me.

It can’t be true!

Yes, all my numbers 

have come up.

I say nothing.

He comes home 

to find a note that says, 

thanks for the memories, 

your dinner is in the shop.

You won’t see me again..

or my winning pot.