A New Spouse
She woke with a gradual start in the muddle of the night,
her large bed seemed so empty that she almost took flight
in search of a new man who might stay right till the end
and not be the type that drove her foggily round the bend…
Yes, she thought of many cliches with her own little twist,
like how frogs turned into perfect men if they were kissed,
but as she was no princess they might not be be a prince,
more likely they would become a toad and thus make her wince…
Life has many twists and churns for a milkmaid she thought.
as she dressed for the party in a C3PO costume she bought
from a passing Millennium Falcon flown by a great hairy ape
though she didn’t know it was Harrison Ford out for a jape…
At the party she tried to mingle with Dracula whose rubber teeth,
got caught in her plastic clad neck which rather damaged belief,
that any other party goer might have had in his being at all real,
as an ageing vampire without bloody fangs has very little appeal…
Later when she walked back home feeling so alone once again,
her shiny costume caught the moonlight & a man yelled out in pain
as his bicycle hit the kerb and he flew through the air into her arms,
so she took him home to unclip her costume and learn of her charms…
The rest of the story is quite beyond any behaviour I've ever known,
yet it is quite true that since that fateful night their bonds have grown,
for he wears handcuffs and leg irons as he carries her breakfast tray.
then after she’s unlocked them, their favourite games they will play…
So bear in mind as you wander through the very many streets of life,
that the map has not yet been printed to show you the way as a wife,
or as a husband if that is the appropriate gender for your good self,
keeping your eyes peeled for a new spouse is so good for your health…
©Rhumour
September 3rd 2015
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