Sméagol just wants her ring, a sapphire
maybe she wants all the trappings as well
enter the happy weddings industry
ask her later how this all goes down: fire
gates of heaven or gates of hell, who knows
only the jeweler who bargains to sell
live on the edge like a worn simile
junk in the trunk, everything changes, fun
until it happens to her, nothing shows
stick out like a compound fracture, she feels
tiny, as her thin body disappears
work out, go running, caught under the wheels
as the baby industry, full of fears
needs nothing but her money to function
tragic, how nobody cares about needs
silence crimson, her veins cut, thus she bleeds
humans want their happy endings, no joke
everyone fears the stigma of divorce
reality sets in, nobody knows
remember, she is here to die, she broke
industry with her needs, whiny requests
nobody cares, she's stuck, the river's course
gives her time to reflect, the dick she blows
asks nothing but that she be his first wife
sugar is sweet, diabetic inquests
answer the riddle to life but who cares
precision in the cut of a gemstone
personally, she doesn't care, she stares
hurt, she loves him like no one else, just phone
if he's out with the guys, all full of strife
remember, she feeds their babies, the ring
each day washed clean, Precious, she feels the sting
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