Rhyme & Reason - a reason to rhyme

 I hope that you are happy, Your brother, would be mad, You KNEW of Van-Breda's antics, Were told, by your mom and dad. How they befriended seniors,  With family far, or none, Befriended and manipulated them  So wealthy would become. In fact 'twas you who ME, informed  Before we even wed, I thought you would be wiser, Believing all 'twas said I never thought they'd sink so low, In their covetous run, But greed and spitefulness excels Their own relations, shun? Whene'er the money has run dry, Which I alone did earn, You couldn't keep a job, Quite soon, I did THAT, learn. So when it's gone, you too'ill be cast Aside, forlorn, lonely, And WHEN it does, please do not come A-running back to me. You've had your chance and ruined it Believed your niece's lies, You've made your bed, lie in it, Your living kin, despise.