When you deny her, her favorite jewel, it is an agitated “get lost”,
But it is a warm “come on” when she burns your choicest toast.
When your car, in first gear wails at her dressing room tile
It is a timeless “am done” screech with a glorious smile.
These days have given you miserly doses of football “guff”,
Yet her new hair-do, that you failed to note, reminds: “that’s enough”.
Roses and daisies might have threaten your calm brow,
All for that “my dear” after that evening’s even threatening row.
But when you knock her door with a “don’t disturb” key,
“and chocolates?” came the sting that was harder than bee!
Her “my goodness” has never revealed its true intentions,
But your constant “love you” get rewarded with periodic pensions.
Just as you draw close to her, intentions as chaste as white,
Your “I do” whisper gets returned with a loud “good night”.
Alas, life is a cruel game of two-worded scoffs,
The most harmless of them being a well timed "F___ __"
Note: These are random thoughts penned down, any resemblence to anyone is purely coincidential and hence unintentional. May undeserved fame for a certain two-word phrase be henceforth dissolved.
