All's Well That Ends Well

His femme pro temps was a femme fatale, she,

Who worked his worth until worthless was he;

Said she in a tone that baited seductively,

"I'll pay you back in love if you will wait here for me."

***

He remained, you see, for that enchantress, his she,

And bided his time for that temptress, did he;

But the calendar pages turned unrelentingly,

His years sans wages compounding cumulatively.

***

Then lo! and behold, the villainess returned fundless,

Having taken and lost his hard-earned abundance.

And she asked for some more, if you can believe it,

So he reached in his pocket, as if to retrieve it.

***

He was crumpled and wizened but all the more wiser

Pretended to fawn, but did, he, despise her;

He found the papers under legal purview

And retrieved, did he for her, the bill that was due.

***

She grumbled and seethed and reached in her purse

Too foresighted, was he, to ride in a hearse

She thought she had trumped him, but he outgunned her, moribundly

And now he's made it all back with a comeback GoFundMe.