Little Women&;#063;

"I'm ready dear!" I shouted

As I walked up to the car

He smiled his disapproval

Not pushing me to far

"The black's ok, it slims your curves

And dulls, the greyness in your skin!

Your hairs a little stiff

Do you think you'll squeeze it in?"

I smiled in sweet surrender

Whilst biting on my tongue

We've been married, sixteen years

And still he gets it wrong

His compliments are all the same

He's heavying the blow

I thrash about with reason

As he back-peddles real slow

"I wouldn't usually mind

Your wearing that old dress

It's the bosses do my dear

I was hoping to impress!"

We headed off in silence

As he lectured on polite

Not that I was listening

I had other plans insight

Eventually we got there, late!

And he was rather cross

He grabbed my hand, and purse

And made a beeline, for his boss!

"Good evening sir, and how are you?

She's, the one behind my shoes!"

My ears began to beacon

And my rage began to ooze

"Good evening, my husbands boss!

And don't his shoes look great?

They take the focus of his face

And the fact he's put on weight

So sorry we're late

I have to drag him from the car

Since he's had the snip

He's a little testy, about the scar

Have you seen his tie?

It's really, quite revealing

It screams, he's colour blind

And his intellect is leaving

It has been, so nice to meet you

You're not at all, as he portrays

Ok, you're decor, is a little dated

And your wife's seen better days

But, overall I'm glad I came

And gave into his summon

After all is said and done

I am his little woman

lex ? 203