She's Had EnoughA Poem by George David Hope
SHE'S HAD ENOUGH
He sits in his arm chair Lager on the floor She thinks to herself tomorrows the day She cannot take no more He shouts for another drink Interrupted by burp and fart She wonders how this slob Had ever won her heart Also another bag of scratchings And more things to chew and slurp Her hate for him grows bigger He really is a twerp She works so hard all day long House work and meals to eat She'd just love to have a rest She's dead upon her feet She feels just like a slave in chains Who see's to his every need A tear runs down her flawless skin Like a clear pearly bead She should have listened to her mother She said it would end this way But she thought that she knew better The sun would shine every day She looks at her Prince Charming One hand hidden in his pants Why has her life turned out like this Filled with his moans and rants She dreams of a hero On a white horse to save the day To whisk her away from this misery To his castle far away She dreams of a holiday Sunbathing on a beach With some hunk rubbing lotion On places she cannot reach She dreams of a lover Filled with life in bed Not one who's always snoring When the pillow does touch his head She dreams of a gentleman Who'll hold a door for her One who in a resturant Will always pull out her chair She dreams of a romantic Who'll bring her roses everyday Nights out to a cinema Or theatre to see a play She dreams of just an ordinary man Nothing too over the top Just one with whom to cuddle To make her nightmare stop Tomorrow she'll leave him Said it many times before But this time it's different Packed cases by the door
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