Madam Ambiguity
When a woman will, she won’t,
And when she won’t, she will.
She’ll make you sit and wait
As though your time were hers to kill.
And if you get impatient,
You’ll be waiting for her still.
Then, if she does, she’ll change her mind
And nag you till you’re ill.
When a woman will, she won’t,
And when she won’t, she will.
Unless, of course, she likes the dress.
And then you’ll foot the bill.
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