Revenge

Flush an ex's sweater
down the pan -
why did I never think of that?

I'd have chosen her favourite. Her best.
The one with an owl on the chest.
That would have upset her. I bet her

annoyance would have been immense.
But such foul behaviour is unforgivable
so I'm sort of glad I never did it.

And it would have blocked the toilet.
I'd have had to phone a plumber. Revenge
– what could be dumber.

So what if she shat on my hopes
and dreams. I forgive her.
There you are – I'm a better

man than you thought when I first began
this with 'Flush an ex's sweater down the pan.'
(And, I ignored her chuddiyan, rupees and paan).