Although they met and promptly set about to fall in love,
and he behaved as if he’d saved his vigor for a shove
toward firm embrace and gaze in face like fairy tales of yore,
in point of fact their marriage pact was flimsy at its core.
Beset with stress they made a mess, and blended family
became unglued until each rued the other’s progeny.
The quarrels first concerned at worst contentious tones of voice,
progressing then to how and when each worked and which had choice.
Till he at last all patience passed, and love was soon forgot.
Then neither fool could longer duel about the coffee pot.