He said he liked a clever woman <br />not too fat and not too slim. <br />She must be fair and have big bosoms, <br />never swear or ‘back chat' him. <br /> <br />He said she'd have to mind her manners, <br />always dress to please and then, <br />he told her she should never nag him, <br />for he couldn't stand the pain. <br /> <br />She listened closely to this list <br />of all his dreams and all his fads, <br />and as he spoke she sat all quiet, <br />not a quip and not a snap. <br /> <br />Then finally, when he had finished <br />and she measured up his sins, <br />she told him not to call or phone her <br />for she didn't much like him.<br /><br />Ruth Walters<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/narrow-escape-2/
