MRS SYBIL'S SYBILISMS
© Farouk Asvat
My dustbin
thinks he is so very indisposable
Now that he
is on the threadmill after the heart attack -He just doesn't want to take any irresponsibility anymore;
Already he had double ammonia
Before he got the yellow jaundice,
And now his mammary glands are not working so well -
He forgets everything I tell him;
I have been wanting to talk to him
About going for a vacancy to Cape Town,
But he irrigates me so!
Everything is like duck's water off his back,
He just wants to laze around the house
Thinking he is such an impotent figure -
But that is just a friction of his imagination;
I think I must just leave him
And take up with that handsome young man
Of Arabian originality
That comes to the shop everyday.
Hoo! I must say for you
There are so many problems we have.
I hope this hubby of mine has fixed the bricks on the car
Otherwise I will gatecrash into that slow truck again;
But first I must check the infantry
Before I pack the goods in the hunchback
- These days I have to do everything by myself, I tell you -
And my maid too,
She is suffering from labour pains,
You know how these trading unions
Are giving us so many troubles these days
Since the new laws came into the country,
From the time she got hurt
- and it wasn't even at work -
She hasn't come in to work even for one day;
Then my son has to go and get terminal illness at the airport
Vomitting all over the departure lounge and everything,
And to put the top on the cherry
The cost of inflammation is just going up everyday,
We just can't keep up with the breadline anymore.
Shoo!
I wish there was a silver lining at the end of the tunnel,
But these cartridges in my knees are killing me
- I must get some tornados before I go home;
But I must tell you
My husband makes me so mad
I have a strong mind to cancel him
And make someone else the executioner of my will.
©
farouk asvat
composed:
01.02.1993 [Johannesburg,
South Africa under apartheid].
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[] acknowledgements:
Mrs Sybil's Sybilism was previously published in:
The Wind Still Sings Sad Songs (piquant publications, p56, 2006);
The Wind Still Sings Sad Songs (kindle, 2014);
The Wind Still Sings Sad Songs (amazon
paperback, p55, 2014).
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