As I’m struggling through the completion of the Equitable Distribution worksheet, dealing with pokeberry weeds as big as trees growing everywhere, and trying to get my daughter’s doctor appointments out of the way before school starts, I begin to seethe, picturing my STBX in his La-Z-Boy watching both the am and pm Judge Judy.

To be sung to the tune of Summertime from Poor G (his first initial and job description) and B*tch (his new version of me according to his complaint):



And the livin’ is easy.

Channel jumpin’.

Air conditionin’ on high.

My family’s ditched

And that Sheindlin’s good lookin’.

I’m a poor baby! Cry! Cry! Cry!