Thursday, June 25, 2009

PHS (Post Honeymoon Syndrome )

She adores Chippendale and Early American
The French style is pure cake and icing
The girl deserves a bedroom worthy of Oprah,
Feminine furnished corner to corner

The boy's tastes run counter to popular culture
Clutter for him is anything more than a desk and a chair,
the sure demise of law and order,
the end of pacing uninterrupted.

A bedroom without mirrors...heaven to Betsy!
No dresser, no mattress, no bed posts to grab on to.
Who do you think you married, Jack?
I'm a woman, not a religious order

To make love on a bare floor
is not good for the knees
is certainly not good for the Rib.
I'm a woman, not a rug, not a dog

Him trues to explain his position
"That's why we have air mattresses,
they're deflatable and easily stored,"
She replies, "That's why failed marriages."

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