Friday, 22 January 2010
Marriage on the Rocks ?
She wakes me up,
hands my letters to me,
says; "there's only three",
she doesn't look at me.
The same every morning,
so regularly,
she speaks to me,
but doesn't look at me.
And I go downstairs,
she says; " I fancy coffee",
but I've already made tea,
she doesn't look at me.
I leave for work,
say 'I'll be home by three',
she kisses me,
but doesn't look at me.
She 'phones me up;
"what d'you want for tea?",
any fool can see,
she doesn't look at me.
We watch the evening news,
on the BBC,
and, although we agree,
she doesn't look at me.
Her Sister calls,
it's a warning to me,
I'm an Uncle to-be,
she doesn't look at me.
She closes her eyes,
as she makes love to me,
what can the matter be?
She doesn't look at me.
CapabilityRed aprox 1980
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