She worries about worriment

She is a worrier about worriment as she worries everyday
Her anxieties of agonising apprehension is never far away
Yet does this silly-billy woman worry unnecessarily ?
Is her heebie-jeebie willy woefulness nugatory ?
When she wakes up in the morning with the farmers cock a’crowing
She nudges her husband he is fast asleep, bless him he is Oh so easy going
“Get up you lazy brute we have so many jobs to do”
Like a bat out of hell and right out of the blue

Well he jumps up in such a startled state his wife is fully dressed
But the bedside clock says it’s only 5.30 a.m. he is definately not impressed
What the hell is wrong with her she hasn’t slept all night
And neither wonder coz she’s off her rocker in a preposterous plight
“Is she concerned about the family car going for it’s MOT
Crikey Moses it does it annually and it never bothers me”
Says her spouse through the toothpaste as he is brushing his pearly whites
Thinking the motor should probably  pass with flying colours once they fix the faulty headlights

“Our Margarets coming later we need to go to the shops
She will be wanting her dinner here I’ll have to buy some chops”
“Yet again” she adds “Now does she still eat meat” as she’s hoovering and dusting and plumping the cushions on the seat
“Dam and blast woman will you not stop your fretting your sister will appreciate anything she is getting”
But tho her husband rants and raves alas it falls on her deaf ears
His wife will worry about worrying 
Coz that’s the way it’s been for years