The Look

When two people get married
A new language will unfold
The man knows not to question why
Just do what he is told

She never has to say a word
It all comes in that glare
It's the look that men never speak about
The "You better not do that" stare

You know the one I speak of
Like when a woman passes by
And if she catches you looking at her
You get that evil eye

Or when you say something stupid
And she just shakes her head
You know the look I'm talking about
That one that says, "You're dead"

Or when you're at her mother's
You better not say a word
You know her eyes are watching you 
Even if she's never heard

So when you learn this language
Your words will surely die
The look she'll give will be enough 
To even make a grown man cry
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Murphy Avatar
June 11, 2010 at 11:17 AM
very true loved it my mother just use to give us that look and we know she wasn't playing well done and thanks for your comments faleshia
Taylor Avatar
June 11, 2010 at 10:45 AM
I'm very familiar with all these looks and then some. Been gettin' them for almost 52 years from you-know who
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