Pull A String And Jane Poem by James McLain
Pull A String And Jane
Each woman doesn't realize that
Her husband could die any day, having
Left no life insurance policy.
Where butter then becomes margarine
Such is taste.
The taste of love before he died and
Gone are the cigarettes that you shared
Like having to again learn how to date
If you want sex.
Or make a new life watching television
Getting drunk and passing out drunk and
Wearing the same pair of panties till
The stretch wore out.
The reek of cheep perfume and bottles
Scattered out around Jane's bed.
The more she seems to drink, what's left
Here to be said
I just don't know...
for some reasons, i DO want my wife to die before i do; it's the way she says she wants it to be. but, for other reasons, i'd much prefer dying first. a very telling poem for some people, alas! to MyPoemList bri :)
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5/7/2024 8:57:19 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Poignant thoughts, profound feelings. 'Wearing the same pair of panties till The stretch wore out.' - loved these descriptive lines, but not the desciption itself!