Sinner parties

We often gave  sinner parties after we got our own flat.

His eyes  showed he was far too right with wings to prove it
We entertained all of them without even knowing it.

I am the widow of his soul
As Catholics we were forbidden to use crampons at any time especially at menstruation or death
Contravention was not allowed in the marriage bed which was lucky as it was only 4 feet wide and we had  two each
Then silence fell over me and my loved one  lost  his head
I beg your jargon,I am a  poet
Who’re you ruling these days?
Did I say you were a graph?
That’s no cliche,it’s my own intention.
Never say  economics to me ever again
How about austerity?
A posteriorioriiiiiiiiiii, Eh?