Ill suffer since Im smug nod null known cure
Ill slouch upon a sofa suck in stalest air
Ill wear a wife whos warm and pretty pure
And blonde as banister upon the stair
I mustnt bitch as life is more than fair
I live off notes and bonds via interest
At conferences pass as folding chair
I parrot corny jokes to join in jest
Of harmony at home I keep abreast
The wife in cloaking drape and carpet reds
In paint of sunset scenes she sees ooze west
The lipstick shawl skirt socks and shoes embeds
A set of furniture in open sight
A couple camouflaged at bourgeois height
Chorus sight look view
