“SOMETIMES SHE DOESN’T REALLY NEED A STAY-AT-HOME DADDY; SHE NEEDS ESCORT SERVICE!” a.k.a.: “Sir Burrus,* In Search Of Fairer Game(s)!” Sunday: January 21, 2018.
“Let’s be blunt!”
“Well, by all means!”
“You don’t FIT!”
“Sira, sira, I fire you! As my husband, you just won’t do!
Yet, I’ll-need your fine remarks And talents –
I hear some barks!* and where’s my balance?
From-The-Ethers, there is this dog,
at-The-Gates Of Hades’ lonely bog!
Please consider, but-NOT-at-my-side,
I need something –
I AM Talking! NOW-to-me,
ABOUT JUST WHAT?
Well, let me see: (pause)
It might be-about my banking-account,
Or – My Man,
Or – My “Mount!”
Yet, ALL are one, my pet, my Dove,
Please! Won’t-you-be MY CANINE LOVE!?
*: Cerberus! The poochie, guarding The Gates To Hell! Woof, woof!