|Helen heard him laugh
As she walked through the door
She tiptoed softly on the floor
Hoping she was wrong.
There he was caressing and pushing
They'd surely been at it all day long.
His partner, silent, did not move
While his hands caressed her many grooves.
She watched for five minutes, maybe ten
He was hitting her spot again and again
Helen's eyes raced, she could see
His head, his neck, the light from the TV
She had always known it would come to this!
He'd gotten himself a brand new dish.
She stood there pondering what to do.
Propelled into action by his satiated coo.
I'll kill him now and go to jail.
He's got to pay, I will not fail.
She jumped across the sofa back.
Executed her grand attack.
He struggled and kicked with all his might
Screaming Helen, Helen, there's no need to fight!
She hit him hard and grabbed his throat
Then promptly retrieved the damn remote.