'Date With Spouse'
You phoned one day to say,
"A gala affair..." To wear
Best dress and hat and all the tricks,
To meet you at the club at half past six.
I started then, at ten,
My hair to curl and swirl
And set with soft-brushed grace, just so
To fit in and around my new chapeau.
My gown was new; earrings too.
Heels for display. All day
I wished and wondered what you'd say
When I presented self in grand array.
At six, half past, I gasped.
You came toward me, thrillingly!
Feigning casualness, I rose.
You said, "You've makeup streaks across your nose."
