During your divorce I gave you counsel;

a whole year and running, a legal jungle.

Right from the start, uphill all the way;

your adversary pushing you towards sickbay.

You lost your appetite, you lost your wit;

'twas like an out-of-control outer space orbit.

You were vulnerable, the bloodsuckers exploited you;

thereafter you resolved to head straight to the pew.

Here it comes, the case management conference;

will the judge possibly grant you any deference?

You've cried a river, you're ready for a reprieve;

I'll never forsake you, will you finally perceive?

Divorce is nasty, this ought not to be;

you're just so tired of feeling like a refugee.

Believe you me, some have prayed for you;

now close to a settlement, it's easier to construe .

During your divorce I gave you counsel;

a few have told you the good news from the bible.

I hate divorce, but I am sovereign;

both grace and rod for your heart's foreskin.