“You’re not listening to me”
She spoke out of frustration
He turned away in investigation
Of the latest stats on the football match
And if the receiver actually made the catch
“Why do I even try?” She moaned
Answered by a familiar groan
“You know I’m watching my favorite game,
Why must every day be the same?”
“You act as if everything I say is blah”
She replied with a sorry frown on her maw.
“I’d be happy to listen on other days
But game day is my day to stray,
Away from my daily routine
A day just to watch my favorite teams,
A day to myself, is that too much to ask?”
She crumpled, “I didn’t know listening to me was a task.”
