His and Her Way

Everything in its place dear This goes here and that goes there It's all so very important I wonder why you don't care When you are so messy I swear I want to pull out my hair Didn't I just finish telling you This goes here and that goes there You lead me to frustration With your lack of consideration Don't you hear when I keep asking Oh please oh me oh my Those things a bit off of a centre Are discombobulating to this guy I'm perplexed by your disheveled It's not pleasing to my eye Why can't you do just a little bit I swear you don't even try! Her Response: When I rise in the morning Who cares if I make the bed You think I am disheveled I think it's my style instead When you're so pernickety It sometimes makes me see red Try letting loose a little bit There are layers you can shed I'm not about the makeup Hanging up clothes or other extremes Yet I'm not quite as messy as sometimes I'm sure it seems I do like your sense of order and that predictability sometimes I've even come appreciate that you feel in orderly rhymes So I'll let you be mostly yourself and I'll try to compromise a bit I'll care somewhat a bit more often where many of the little things sit Embrace just a bit of unpredictable For within it a certain order exists Be daring and a bit spontaneous Don't be afraid to shake your fists You'll learn that the special things in life Won't be written on orderly lists All in the end that really matters can be experienced by taking some risks