You're not fair. Telling me. You faked every orgasm. You've had with me. That's just fine. Now it's over. And I'm out here. Banging my head. After all the dancing. And spilling beer all over the place. I lie out here. In disgrace. You've had your fun. Kissed some bloke you shouldn't have. Right in front of me. Punched him to the floor. I could have killed him there. But I got thrown out. I'll get him some other time. When he least expects it. . By Personal Holloway