When I’m 67
Some say Sally works hard
I tend to disagree
When Harley catches her off guard
She’s always drinking tea
She gets home to Gable
At half past three
The dinners on the table
And so is a cup of tea
Gable is so helpful
He made Sally’s clothes horse into shelves
Frankly they look awful
She’s beside herself
Gable has his TV and computer
Sally her church friends
She’s looking for a new suitor
The pantomime of life never ends
This is about someone I met who is a cleaner and who got upset one day when she got home and found her husband had made the clothes horse into a computer table, without negotiation and just thinking about himself. The names have been changed.
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