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Divorce Insurance ?

http://www.theglobeandmail.com/globe-investor/personal-finance/household-finances/can-divorce-insurance-keep-you-from-the-poorhouse/article1908071/

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after learning

after learning
the hard way
that her tenth
consecutive
boyfriend was
an ugly drunk

a friend urged
her to change
her luck by
dating people
she did not
find attractive

and the upshot
was a better
appreciation
of the drunks

MY COLLEAGUE HAS JUST SENT ME THESE











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They are FAB.  I laughed out loud.

okay
loosen up ladies

will someone care to put down a few words
no more than 500
what they understand about romance





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Romance



Is it Moonlight Sonata
Belgian chocolate
silk sheets?

Is it secret texts
my balcony bra
your cufflinks?

or a whisper
that travelling kiss
which begins at the wrist
and ends at the throat?

a keeper !

Thank you both. 

Ah, Sue, lovely. You inspired me to give it a go too. Tom


Bride

She didn't want to breathe the dark.
I said, But you're already dark inside.
She said, That's not what I believe.

I've seen her hold her breath
between the car door and the porch.
I know she's got a high-tech
incandescent torch inside her purse
for just-in-case.
She isn't dark inside. It's her belief.
And honestly, who's had a peek?

I wooed her anyway.
A phobic woman, I imagined,
might be just my cup of tea:
and I was right.
I fell in love with her.
She fell in love with me.

We kept a light on by the bed.
We even camped once,
though the moon was full enough
we didn't need the Coleman lamp
to sit outside until it got too damp.

She used to joke, Your dick's
the only one who knows I'm right.
That latex hood it wears
protects its cyclops from the light.

The decades passed.
It really wasn't difficult at all.
During that time, I feared
and failed though fearing
to protect myself
from worse things than the dark,
but she kept such an even keel.

The day we had to bury her
I thought, She made it through.
She kept faith in her decency.
She never breathed one mouthful
of the dark that I know
all too well inhabits me.

Whew Tom, that's lovely, very panoramic and you can feel the fine balancing going on between them.

thanks, Sue.

I paid the mortgage
on my way home, today

right at the counter,
and they said it was
just in time

I picked up your refill,
three months worth
so you won't have to
remember

No, I don't mind
plucking those ear-hairs
though I think
they're kind of cute

If the chemo takes
your whole head of hair
you'll still be my favorite
model. Sit still.




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Ps: I've never been divorced, but hope I can still be forgiven for adding my two cents!  ;)

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Growing up but not by
you only as in me me, but but,
when the other person falls you
stand there until they get up without
saying they should have been looking where
they were going or worn a different pair of shoes. And if...if and when
they do make it back to their feet.
You don't say their knees are muddy.
You don't say how much new pants cost.
You smile. You hold on tighter...and you hope
next time someone has to go down it will be you.