Lillian over at Quadrille Monday at dVerse has provided us the prompt “spoil”. We are to use it in a quadrille. This is a poem of 44 words with no particular rhyme scheme or rhythm.
You spoiled me.
You gave me everything I could ever want or need.
I fell head over heels in love with you.
You could no longer stand the mistress you had styled.
You threw me away like a spoiled piece of meat.
©November 2018 Suzanne G. McClendon
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