My Id Was Demanding
I took out my id and went for a walk.
She was in a daring mood and started to squawk.
I want cotton candy, popcorn and a fresh hot dog too.
She was most demanding before she was through.
I laughed at her urges, they came hard and fast.
She was jealous of attractive women we passed.
I want that scarf, those shoes, that tiny skirt too.
I heard her screaming way out in the blue.
She wanted to be satisfied, and right now of course.
A jockey rode by on a sorry looking horse.
Look at the sky, I encouraged my ID. Wonderful weather!
She concentrated on what we lacked, difficult to tether.
Urges needs and desires, came quickly to my mind.
She was demanding almost all of my listening time.
I had never seen her this impatient or angry before.
Impatience compelled me to run back to my door.
I locked her in hard. I locked her in tight.
I put her into a cage, that felt exactly perfectly right.
She was still shrieking, demanding with a loud again scream.
I could barely tame her until we got to a worthwhile dream.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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