Cat invited me to her home,
a mansion some would say,
that was the spoils of her divorce,
and she proudly pointed out
the wealth of its amenities
upstairs and down.
But being a man of action
and true sentiment,
I was not impressed by the polish
of her sticks and stones,
and withheld the flattery
she was so clearly fishing for.
So she led me to the grounds out back,
replete with furnished deck and pool,
hot tub and gazebo,
and fringed in floral and arboreal splendor.
But it was the full-sized trampoline
that caught my eye,
and so I led her there,
stripped us both of worldly wrappings
and laid her down on its springy bed.
Intentionally skipping all ceremony,
I straightaway introduced her
to the bounty I had in store for her,
applying my considerable means to her end
so that we bounced together
higher and higher
from the prideful thrusts
of my affluence.
At the close of business,
I made a generous deposit into her vault,
then finally allowed her,
“Nice place you’ve got here.”









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