Anger Management
ANGER MANAGEMENT
I must clean my bare-naked window,
For my eyes have seen a nasty affair.
Surely Monica can't be that bimbo!
I wipe my eyes, can't hardly stare...
My boss thinks i'm calm, anger free.
I shuffle him through my new place.
Up here the air's so clear... but what do i see?!
I rub my eyes - once, twice. No not her face!
"What! Get off my sister!", in haste I scream.
Is that my best friend? Can it be?!
I must wake up from this nasty dream!
My eyes...my eyes...with rage...i can't see.
My boss on edge of window cliff,
He visualizes a raving lunatic.
His face freezes, he looks mighty stiff.
He thinks i'm lovestruck or mighty sick.
In the end it all turns out fine, except for
Me, for i'm back in the anger management registry.
But my best friend and sis love each other forevermore.
We all hug... i'm fine knowing they have chemistry.
Kim Rodrigues © 2017
Point of view, Ross, on the tv show Friends
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