Now I want to talk, and need to say, a few strong words to you,
But I will tell you right away, that there's one thing you won't do,
You won't start to walk away from me, before you've heard me out,
I'll try and keep my voice real calm, and not begin to shout.
You've driven me mad with all the ways, you disappear, which brings
Me to the boil, when you're always off to one of your mad flings,
It isn't fair when I need to speak, and you are never here,
It really is no fun not knowing, when you will reappear.
So just sit down and listen, to what I have to say,
It will only take a minute, and certainly not all day,
I have to get this off my chest, or else I will explode,
And I don't want to hear you 'giggle', or come up with another load
Of excuses, why you can't sit down and give me your attention,
I know that escaping from me, is always your intention,
But now I'm going to tell you, this is now my chance, Okay,
Oh, No! After all that I've forgotten, what I was going to say!
I 'know' this is about another kind of relationship, but this reminds me so much of my kids and I! That last line is me, all the way! Very funny - thank you!
Love that humor! Of course I can really relate to this. Sincerely, Mary
What a great ending, Ernestine. Aren't we men just insufferable? :) I'm assuming it's a man just because we can drive you crazy.
I'm all for the ladies speaking their mind but we must concentrate, Ernestine!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I could learn alot from this, as listening is not my greatest forte Love duncan