Poetry: cheating wives

Do you like me now?

I like you better now than I liked you then

Because then you were faceless

Always with your hands out, clueless

Wondering why I’m always stress

While you stayed home restless.

No wondered why you always at the window

Looking out for my neighbor Joe

Flirting with him while I’m at work making do,

So that we have food on our table,

Is that your panties on the string?

Revealing to Joe the plumber that you wear thong

When you know I don’t like you stringing your wears

Without me around, in plain air

Are you having an affair?

Is that why you speechless when you stair,

Oh! You have left me in despair.

But that was then for then was bad

But this is now for now we know

I am the bread maker, who should never be anchored

I am the responsible father, who keeps the family together

I should never be bothered by Joe the plumber tempered.

Now that you understand my ways

From now on let us keep it this way

You do the cooking anyway and keep your thongs off the string

After work, I’ll eat plentiful for a bedroom rest I await

Is that my shoe under this chair?

But a size 12 is not what I wear

Hey! Whose shoe is this, are you there?