7 August 2012

You came inside and stunk of HER,

Perfume-laden, with a lusty purr,

Acting sweet as if you're good,

Doing what a HUSBAND should...

I went along with narrowed eyes,

Tried not to imagine your passionate cries,

But the next day it was the same,

You'd played again at the two-time game,

So what on earth was I to do?

Pretending that I never knew?

Oh no, I held my pistol gun,

Heavy-handed, and guess who won?

When you came home with just-screwed hair,

I made sure I waited there.

HeatherAnneTwo-Time Game. • Opuss № I