The Bitch Was Right

"What a bitch!" Was his quick response.
"How could she say that to me?"
What was her motive?
What did I do?
What does she want me to be?

So defensive... So damned touchy...
Can't she take a joke?
Can't she see my side of things?
Why must I wear her yolk?
I don't need this from anyone,
Won't take it anyway.
There's plenty more where she came from.
Tomorrow's another day.

Then comes tomorrow's calm reflection,
Simmering through the night.
Often said, a clearer head
Reveals the "bitch" was right.

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