Oh, please stop yelling every night—
I have poetry to write,
and can barely hear myself think.
Your anger may drive me to drink!
I know the children make you crazy,
and your unhelpful husband’s lazy.
If I could help you, ma’am, I would!
But, for now, perhaps you could
try not to yell—just for tonight—
because I have a poem to write.
© 2020 by Hannah Six
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