“Oh what a shame”

She strips the kingsize bed every Friday but he slurps his red wine.. what a shame..so there she lies stuffed up from stinking sulphur on the sheets and he’s to blame..

Oh if only she could lie on her own in peace coz the blowing and the popping down her neck doesn’t cease..That rotten stench of stale smelling booze..she creeps into the spare room she had nothing to loose..

But this bed has a cheaper matress, it’s not got the comfiness of the other..so it is classless.. dammit!! she tosses and she turns searching for slumberland as the nighttime burns.. Each and every weekend is exactly the same.. she doesn’t sleep at all.. Oh what a shame!!!