Fine
By RAC
May 5, 2014

When on the occasion of being asked,
When a Woman says she’s fine,
It’s not a condition of health,
Nor a statement of her mind.

If the mistake is made of being asked twice
A shiver goes down my spine.
Though she may say it in a voice sounding nice,
I can tell, she’s anything but fine.

And when the answer is given,
In an exasperating tone,
Of a flatly said ‘Whatever’
It chills me to the bone.

When I hear her say these words,
I do not continue nor persist.
I just slink out of sight,
For I know she must be pissed.

‘Cause when that woman glares at you
With the a deadly look on her face,
I know it’s time to back away,
And give her some private space.

Well, I had to learn this the hard way,
No one to show me the ropes,
There should have been a book out there,
Entitled ‘Women 101…for Dopes’