Oh,  the dogs could not sleep well,

Barking at a tree of no return,

Or with some psychotic manifestations?

What a pity, such a pretty face full of fancy,

and skeletons galore in her closet to boot.

Try to change me? who the fuck are you?

Even my husband cannot even do so.

This is what you get: sour grapes  and bitterness of a damsel in distress.

Seeking sympathy  from  people from the same circle:  users, chess players, extortionists, pathological liars, and

more : snakes and termites!

And oh,  you can never take  a good woman down.

But, you may blame me for your failures.