Ann has everyday to plead That Arthur address her need: Her wish to on table feed, Beside Author novels read, Their three kids move at top speed; For their first child buy a tweed… Ann is the plant, Arthur weed, She can’t shine like a prized steed; All these cannot True Love breed: Arthur who won’t counsels heed… Ann keeps convulsing like reed, Now taught to kiss him with greed! This, hence, a matter serious, Ann’s lover supercilious… You don’t conclude “Just curious” For I sense ‘The Injurious.’