To Haunt Each Dervish Daily
I like the cut of your jib and the fact that you always vote lib
I like the shine of your hair and that you never mind when I stare
But when you start to attest that our sex life is now lacking zest
I must reject your vile claim that I am the one to blame
I hate the fact that you twitch whenever I sing off pitch
I hate that you shout "More is less!" whenever I start to undress
And why must you blaspheme as a way of letting off steam?
Can't you just once in your life play the part of the decorous wife?
I know you always try to look me straight in the eye
I know, though, you're myopic and so I'll change the topic
Have you seen my umbrella?
Contributors: | F, Chevalier, P. |
Poem finished: | 10th March 2006 by F. |