Remember last night's tea

when you brought your girlfriend,

and you brought your friend?

And the dog was excited

because he loves it when you are all here

because I am so happy

and I'm like- superwomb?

And I got food delivered

and you were all relieved

because it can be touch and go

with my cooking                

and there was loads to go around

and Dad didn't have too much washing up?

And no one brought up the four full bin bags

on the garden bench by the back door

because it may have been the wrong time to ask

in front of company

and actually it is a good job you didn't

 because I would have to explain

that I have thrown out most of my shoes

and coats

because Dad was sick of tidying up after me

and I was being dramatic for effect

but when he went for some milk I took my

best coat out and hung it up where he couldn't see it

because I'm not an idiot,

though the bags have now been there

three days in the rain

and I regret it?

And how it was very clear

we all loved each other

because we shared nicely

and talked about Christmas

and all showed off in front of company

to make them laugh?

 

Well, tonight's tea

is what's left

of last night's take-away.