The Store

I sent my husband to the store to buy new apples since ours rotted to the core I was sure to ask for about four but he rolled his eyes and He complained evermore Acting like it was such a chore to go to the store Before he headed out the door he asked if there was anything else he needed to fetch I said yes, yes, yes I need a few boneless skinless chicken breasts, I said want to write a list, but he swore he'd remember it I thought to myself it would be a far stretch And if he remembered I would be impressed Slowly he shut the front door headed to the store I was aware that he was not good at shopping there He acted like he didn't care when he brought me bruised apples on the outer core, He was trying to get a reward or score for just shopping at the store He never followed my request and He got the wrong Chicken breasts, These he got had the bone in So I realised with him I just couldn't win He said dear I did what you said I went to the store I even got the bread, I wasn't impressed I shook my head Knowing he wasn't one to send to the store to get even the right things I asked for I knew itd do no good to protest So I set my mind at rest And just went to bed