Game over

A cheerful “hello” as she enters the room,
Within the atmosphere she senses gloom,
He had been this way for the past few days,
It looks like today will be the same way.

Trying a gentle approach to get him out of bed,
Nothing seemed to work, no matter what she said,
Sulking and pouting and refusing to talk,
With his stupid attitude she wanted to walk.

Positioning herself on the edge of the bed,
Tenderly, she starts to stroke his head,
With a heavy sigh, she hears him groan,
“Just go away and leave me alone.”

Ignoring his tone, soothingly she says:
“Aw come on babe, don’t be this way”
Again he snaps, with a cut-throat remark,
Her temper now rising she starts to feel narked.

Through gritted teeth, he starts to scream:
“My dreams have gone, and you’re being mean!”
His melodramatic actions and words to match,
She can hardly believe what her ears do catch.

Her voice has risen, her anger’s now wild,
Shouting at him: “you’re behaving like a child”
Trembling lips, and tears in his eyes,
She cannot believe he’s started to cry.

“Don’t you understand? My life is a mess!”
He blubbers in a tissue, thoroughly distressed,
She bursts into fits of uncontrollable laughter,
The look on his face makes him look even dafter.

“This is your last warning, now get out of bed!”
Swearing he’ll find that they’re no longer wed,
He sobs into a tissue, and continues to whine,
“That’s it” she said “you’re crossing the line…….”

His arms now folded, he looks at her with a frown,
She can’t believe her husband’s acting a clown,
The glass of water that’s sitting on the stand,
Is promptly thrown in the direction of her childish man.

Her husband’s tantrum was over a football match,
The goalie proved useless, he was unable to catch,
If ever his team loses, a child appears, it seems.
He’s now banned from watching his favourite football team!