Woman Poem by Andrew Wright

An angel in truth, a demon in fiction,
A woman's the greatest of all contradiction,
She's afraid of a beetle, she'll scream at a mouse
But she'll tackle a husband as big as a house,
She'll split his head open, then act as his nurse,
And when he is well and can get out of bed,
She'll pick up a teapot and throw at his head.
She's crafty, she's simple, she's cruel, she's kind,
She's artful, kind-hearted, keen-sighted and blind,
She will lift up a man, she will let him down,
She'll crown him her king, then make him her clown.
You think she is this, but find she is that,
For she will play like a kitten and bite like a cat,
And you're always expecting she will, but she don't,
In the evening she will, in the morning she won't.