yther

You know, a guy at work told me
that you had
serious shit
on your record.

DUI with kids in the car,
not strapped in,
unsecured.

This is totally against the maternal
instinct, as well as I can know it,
being a mere male.

I found this claim
unsubstantiated, groundless.

The county has no records of it,
so why should I believe him?

Joy --
unmitigated happiness --
is what I felt
upon learning
that he
was full
of shit.