Donna Caldwell Poems
- The Male Chauvinist Now will you get in that kitchen I’ve ...
- You Don'T Belong That dress you’re wearing doesn’t suit ...
- Depression Is An Illness Depression is an illness You don’t ...
- Cassandra She’s looking at you Donna, you are the only one ...
- Mean Old Bugger He’s sat there yet again Counting every ...
- The Inner Angel If I look at the mind of God I can see A ...
- The Flickering Flame The material world a mystery ...
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The Male Chauvinist
Now will you get in that kitchen
I’ve told you once before
And when you’ve washed all the pots up
Make sure you mop the floor
When you iron my shirts
You’d better iron each crease
And when you wash my jeans
Make sure you remove the grease
When I arrive home from work
I want my dinner ready
You should know what I expect
Since we’ve been going steady
You can pick up my clothes
That I have left on the floor
And hang them in the wardrobe
Where they were placed before
You will do as I say
Especially when we wed
So when ...