Some days it’s hardly bearable
Living with you is sometimes terrible
You lounge around provocatively prone
Wish costumes would wait till we’re alone!
Seeing you in that position
Unlikely to change my disposition
When a friend or two is here, visiting
I must say, you’re less than riveting.
Is it possible, ever, for you to maintain
A resemblance of dignity for the main
Time when we’re not by ourselves
Or should our private life be permanently shelved?