She didn’t respect me too much,
And neither do I all the same.
It is isn’t her nature to loath,
For that I’m entirely to blame.

I’m not an unreasonable fellow,
Nor can I be caught without clue.
It’s others who take the disliking,
whose twisting of hemp turns me blue.

I’m swinging up high in the rafters,
As she looks up at me with a grin.
The surprise on my face is amusing,
And her laughter creates quite a din.

I wish I could take back the evil,
And destroy every fragment of pain.
Or better, be some place quite different,
From this madwoman gone quite insane.

I’ll take back my ill chosen comments,
Even eat up my words which were brash.
I’ll remember her time of the month now,
I’ll even take out all the trash.