I know that you know that I know....

by

Stephan Hovell

When a man is at work making money,
his wife knows he does good,
when he gets home she pressures him,
get that understood?.
At times he wonders what drives a woman,
as if he doesn`t know,
she wonders about the latest fashion,
in the dearest shop window.
He wonders what`s for dinner tonight?,
knowing it will be nice,
busy hiding bank statements,
she too,is shocked at the price.
He`ll say let`s go out tonight,
because we haven`t for a while,
knowing they shouldn`t go this week,
she offers him sex with a smile.
Wait on dear we can do that later,
let`s just go and get pissed,
truth be known she`s under pressure,
on sex now she must insist.
He thinks it`ll be a quickie,
then it`s in the shower,
she thinks I`ll tire him out,
with every ounce of feminine power.
They go at it,she performs,
he says darling "I`m impressed",
she is hopeing,when it`s over,
he`ll be to spent to get dressed.
Anyway it doesn`t work,
for lager his pallet still yearns,
she spins and looks at the mattress,
wondering where are the burns.
He showers and shaves,eight minutes flat,
he`s being all eager beaver,
dizzy from what went on in their room,
do her senses deceive her.
Pressure becomes all too much,
she says "darling I must confess"
before she can get another word out,
he says"and why don`t you wear your new dress".

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Life must be very sad for her
by: Francis Duggan
from: Wonthaggi, Victoria, Australia

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