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Tear drops from love gone bad ferment this bitter brew;
Bubbling away the hurt and the sad, so I can start anew;
Now it goes down smoothly as the day we split;
I remember that day fondly as I drink from it.

Dearest darling, greatest failing, error of my ways;
I won’t miss you one iota, the remainder of my days;
You’re a premium bitter, with an aftertaste of sad;
A toast to you my precious shrew and the life we had.

She drives me to drink with her bitterness and lies,
Her thirst for revenge can make this grown man cry;
She’s the unrestrained vengeful feminist sprite;
Who inspired the fermented brew we drink tonight.