"Be back late tonight"
Said Jim as he left the bed
"Grunt" was all she said
Jill was still tucked in
Sleeping, dreaming, that was all
He thought in the hall
But she knew his game
So phoned his best friend Peter
"Yes" He would meet her
Put a smile on her face
To pluck the fruit that was ripe
And fix leaking pipe
Sally office girl
Jim dallied with her a while
To see her winsome smile
They had eyed before
So good time was had by all
Calm before the fall
Before wife's goodbye
Hubby gets home all washed up
Pete's tools all packed up
Smiling, drinking tea
Pete gets up to greet his friend
Jim went round the bend
Jill's face innocent
Moans at doing all the work
While he's time to shirk
Turns her back that night
But what really makes him ill
He too has had his fill
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You capture the scene so well here.. I almost felt like I was there! Beautifully executed.
ReplyDeleteYikes--very well told story of affair and lies gone sour. The quick rhymes make it seem more archetypal and work very well. Thanks much for the poem. k.
ReplyDeleteOh, wow... the tension! You leave me wanting to know more.
ReplyDeleteYes indeed. And he has had his fill as well. It seems all are to blame and none are to blame in this tale.
ReplyDeleteLife continued on
ReplyDeleteSally and Jim, Pete and Hill
Erred once but no more
Keen eye here. Well told tale.
ReplyDeleteOh yikes, a mess of illusion and disillusion. Well done.
ReplyDeleteThe sink isn't always shinier in another kitchen. Great write!
ReplyDeleteArgh, one bad choice after another.
ReplyDeleteThere's never just one side to the story, is there.
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