The Lady Vanishes
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Contest: Vanishing Point
Sponsor: Dilly Dally
14 September 2024
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The man I married always said he loved me for my mind
Pretty soon I met his friends and left my own behind
It wasn’t long before he said that ‘wife’ was short for ‘minion’
And then one day he raised his hand and told me my opinion
He said he’d help me rectify the things I like to do
My politics apparently were just ‘a point of view’
And women shouldn’t vote because they voted on a whim
He offered up some new ideals that I could share with him
I should have understood the skirt I wore to catch his eye
Suggested I was anyone’s by showing too much thigh
He screeched, “You wear my wedding ring, explain that if you can
Can’t you just be happy to belong to just one man.”
And so it was that that short skirt became coordinated
Looking back, I think that colour matching’s overrated
That skirt in purple satin which was split to tease the guys
Now complemented perfectly… the purple ’round my eyes
But once I’d learned my lesson and I recognised my flaws
I truly tried to tell him, “I will be forever yours.”
Of course I felt diminished, like a piece of me was gone
But I decided I would self correct and just move on
Funny, how that one decision left me three foot three
But I had pledged my troth to him and he’d pledged his to me
It must have been at least a week before I got a text
It came from an old friend… I guess you know what happened next
*
“And so, M’lud, I stand here as an almost empty shell
Yes, I used a carving knife to send that man to hell
But in my own defence I say that nobody can shrink
Quite as far as man made laws are preordained to think.”
Mrs Justice Smith looked down upon me; now accused
“There are so many women who are shackled and abused
I understand so well how one can feel lost and bereft
I shall not try this woman, for there is so little left.”
*
I left the courtroom free, although the verdict left me shook
Until the judge climbed in a car… and gave a knowing look.
Copyright © Terry Flood | Year Posted 2024
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