Beginning to End

Lies told too many to count,
Affairs of deceipt crept about,
Used from beginning to end no doubt.

Troll-like in a basement she huddled,
Small child and large debt all muddled,
"Safe" and "comfortable" was I uncuddled.

Margie asks, "So what are you going to do,
When Bridgett divorces you?"
Jacob perch'd on knee nothin' knew.

From kitchen Marty says, "Stay out of it!"
Jacob perch'd on knee untroubled nary a bit,
"Happy birthday, son! Your party's a hit."