"Can't she shut her mouth for once
And give her tongue a rest?"
Thought my Dad of my step-mother,
Whose chivvying ranked with the best.
She always cursed and blamed him
Throughout their married life.
Dad, whatever made you choose
A tyrant for a second wife?
Poor Dad got not a minute's peace,
He endured each rant and rave.
But once he shouted back at her,
"You'll put me in an early grave"
And then, for the umpteenth time
With her anger in full flow,
When Dad said "that's it, I'm off,"
She screamed, "justgo...justgojustgojustgo"