She Bickered
She bickered
He laughed
It was harmless
She was cute
It didn’t make him love her less
No one was hurt
No frown in sight
“It had no roots…
…Of course not!”
Or so he thought
So she bickered and bickered
She bickered
He giggled
It still seemed harmless
Her fingers she wiggled
It still didn’t make him love her less
It wasn’t so disturbing
Though it was getting a bit boring
She smiled a lot less
Nothing seemed out of place
For there was no frown on her face
But she bickered and bickered
Oh, she bickered!
He couldn’t make her stop
His buttons she would pop
A gesture so automatic
He was beginning to love her less
Someone please make her stop!
He could smell the resentment
And her smile was still absent
Or maybe she was just being dramatic
So he let her bicker and bicker
She bickered!!!
This was wicked!
He missed the peace
He needed a release
She was like a dragon with no control
Always in rage like a provoked troll
Or was he the problem?
Maybe she needed him out
So he packed up few of his clothes and moved out
Giving her more space to bicker and bicker
By Sylvia Chika
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© 2016 Sylvia Chika
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