Tell me if you have heard this before
and i'll stop but she doesnt.
I really dont care if your friend
called jean has false teeth or if
your friend called joan was in a play
and sang badly.

Whilst all around soft light on fells
and words worth whispers in my ear
and my love and i squeeze hands and
smile softly in the back of the car.

On and on she drones
five thousand miles to come
and tell us why cousin
Karens christmas tree was
too gaudy.

Husband - put your arms around me
and kiss me softly.
i feel your hands on my waist.
i crave our silence and sweet aloneness.

i do not give a flying fuck as to whether
price william will go into the
army, or whether he studies geography.
my lips remained sealed as
i sink another can of stella.
and restrain from using the flapping
mouth as a bin.

Husband. Come to bed with me and
leave her.
Put your arms around me.
Shut her up and kiss me.