I looked in the mirror
and what did I see
but the prettiest guy
that resembled me.
Tall, dark, and handsome,
self-indulgent and alluring,
worth a king's ransom
for he's eternally enduring.
No ego problems, do I see
in being jovial and carefree
for they fit his personality
much as they do me.
Then, my bride walks in,
asking, "What are you doing?"
So, I introduced my double
to see the two start wooing.
Wondering, what I should do
is when my partner-in-crime smiled
and mimed, inquiring if I would allow
the missus to explore a new lifestyle?
That stirred anger in me, and I answered
"Hell, no. She is mine, and mine alone,"
realizing she is the only other person
who loves me as much as I do myself.
I took her hand, snapped off the light
leaving the guy in the dark by himself,
and here you thought this tale
would have a different ending,
didn't you? Not a chance!
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