Reflections in Verse

'Tis every hormonal woman's obsession
Drooling over our redhead's possession,
Of our hearts and minds
But not our behinds (lol);

As our chores, work, and houses
Suffer by regression!

All goes for naught
When CSIM's on our spot
And the Lieutenant's fully engaged

Were it not for the last second
Many would be soon beheaded
By hubbies or others so enraged!
{@ 2008 P.K. Barajas (a.k.a. Flora Belle Jardiniere)}

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