Polite force

My husband had never looked  livid
He died down in  ourA and E.
His colour was vivid
His hair was  all withered
He cried,Where the hell do  I be?

I said,you’re in bed with a lady
So I’ll arrange for a speedy divorce.
You’ll have to hurry,
If you wish to re-marry.
If needs be, I shall use  polite force.

He winked at me solemn as Moses
After wandering the Sinai for years.
He said,Dear I love you
There’ no lady above you
Don’t spend too much on my hearse.

Would you like me to marry my lover?
He’s gone cold waiting out in the shed!
He said,don’t ask me yet  for
My  mood’s on a see -saw
Take whom you like when you wed.

But first  give me a nice service
Sing Pie Jesu for me!
Your voice is so sweet
It shall be my last treat.
Oh,Lord,how I  deeply love thee.

I said that is  very ambiguous
Do you love me  best or Jesu?
He said I love both
Yet I love God the most.
So there’s not very much I can do.

He imitated a dying   philanderer.
But alas it was only too real.
My hand on his nose
Almost gave up the ghost.
It froze  and it stuck like a seal.

Oh,doctor can you separate us
For I am not yet quite dead?
My only concern
Is to take a short turn
As my boyfriend is  alone in the shed.

You sinner,the doctor said to me
You committed adultery twice.
Well,I had to be kind
My boyfriend’s half blind.
Is that an excuse for my vice?

I didn’t want love in the garden
As we might have frightened a snail.
It’s not quite  infidelity
To love a man gently
When your husband’s as dead as a nail.

Anyway,my heart is no  longer alive,doc
In the shadow of death ,life is weak
I pretended to be  wicked
As my husband often  bickered
Diabetics  make their carers feel bleak.

I see you were lost in fantasia,
While singing the psalms to your spouse.
I shall forgive you
No-one else lives like you.
You have often kept your wedding vows.

What do you mean saying often?
He’s the only man  I’ve ever loved.
For his sense of humour
Cleared out all my  gloomour
I called him my chicken,my dove.

The force of procreation is violent
And drives lonely women to bed.
God made us like this
As he made  grass snakes hiss.
Upon hearing this the doc fled!

About Katherine

I like art, poetry,history, literature,cooking,doing nothing to music.And conversation
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