Husband And Wife Walks Poem by kate williams

He likes long.
I like short.

He likes fast.
I like slow.

He likes steep.
I like flat.

I like to hold hands.
He's like: 'Stuff that! '

I like cool.
He likes hot.

I like to stop.
He does NOT!

I like to buy pretty postcards to send...
Well, that drives him round the bend!

He likes to ramble, long and far.
I prefer to go by car.

No, I can't pretend that our tastes always blend,
But we both like a nice cup of tea at the end...

I like teabag.
He likes pot.