
IF I LIVED ALONE
  
If I lived alone, I would drink finest wine and cherish each moment that was only mine
I would take my time dressing apply makeup to perfection there would be admirers from every direction
But I don't live alone so I drink sweetened tea and seldom have time to think about me There are no admirers since I have a spouse
who unfortunately likes to hang around the house

I would not be unfaithful, or do what I shant but the things that I'd like to do are things that I can't!
I would like to go shopping and perhaps stay all day not worry about dinner maybe take in a play but spouse just insists that my cooking is far superior to some old restaurant~~their cooking's inferior!
Oh sure, he's not the one cooking the meals and of course, I'm not stupid I can tell how he feels

He hates to spend money so why eat out? After all, I'm doing the cooking ~~that's what it's about!
If I lived alone, I'd play music all day I'd pack up the TV and throw it away ~~put soft, dreamy stuff on my stereo and lounge back with red wine and in my mind I'd go to a far off castle where I'm Queen of the House With a King waiting on me and no demanding spouse!

My looks would be stunning my smile a real winner and a servant would bring me a real gourmet dinner.
I'd be dripping in diamonds with lavish surroundings and the power I would own would be simply astounding!
I'd have young men all around me waiting for my beck and call and I'd have no reason to feel guilty at all
There are jewels everywhere and they're the real thing I see me in a tiara and wearing a 6 carat ring!
If I lived alone I would sleep until noon ~stay up way past midnight just gazing at the moon

I'd take many trips to far away places ~~be well versed in all the social graces
Snap my fingers for my car ~tip the valet with twenties because if I lived alone the money would be plenty
Drag my mink coat along behind me and rent a penthouse where no one could find me
Yep, I'd do these things if I lived alone but the dog's nagging me to give him a bone

Hubby wants dinner pretty soon or he'll die! So I'll put on a roast and bake him a pie
I'll turn down his bed, leave his pillow just right ~~turn down my own bed ~turn in for the night
Tomorrow the routine starts over again Sometimes I feel like I just can't win Why can't I fly to Paris and leave behind a clone.. If only, if only I lived alone!

Poet~~
Kacey 
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