The newlyweds were floating, yet,
Way up there on cloud nine,
When wife from hubby’s boss did get
A rather worrying line.
‘Don’t waiting up for husband plan –
He will be rather late;
He had to go to Darling, an
Affair to consummate …’
Now, wifey didn’t take this well,
Or use her judgment sound;
In fact she got as mad as … anything,
And hurled things all around!
And when her husband did return,
Quite late into the night,
She bashed him with a coffee-urn,
Which knocked him out of sight!
So, only when he had come round,
To head in bandage drape,
Could he explain the business found
In Darling, in the Cape!
(A Pooky’s Poems Prompt)