A Chantage the Betrayal

A Chantage Extortion matters change the air to ice The price of blackmail and betrayal A heavy spice served up with delight Wife and friend in bed together Not playing cards or knitting sweaters Things could be worse I’m happy to find them first Not in reverse My mistress and I found in bed Not reading books but doing each other Now that’s a different matter! And takes another course… not in divorce My wife, who’s French, has quite the temper And thinks along the lines, she should dismember Instead of losing money in this dubious matter My head’s served up on a silver platter