When Dinner Was Late

Yes I was pissed
when you hissed
because dinner was late
and you had a date
with someone in your rotation.
Really it's an assignation.
I am well aware,
so just go comb your hair,
and don't come home 
with lipstick on your collar
smelling like cheap dollar-
store perfume.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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