It is the day after Valentine’s Day and the gloves are off,
Time to get back to the love and hate relationships of life, matel tov.
Why Do People Have to Harp?
Why do people yell, scream and carp?
It is bad enough when you are right but then you continue to gloat,
You harp on and on and force the fact you are right down my throat.
It does not matter what the subject is or whether it matters or not,
I just resent it like hell when you constantly act like the big shot.
You won the battle now rub my nose in it till it is raw and bloody,
It is a clear cut victory for you and now I am battered and muddy.
I need a break to come back to a semblance of ego,
I need a win of some sorts, a moment to say BINGO.
So the next time we fight for whatever the cause or the fact,
Give me a chance to win, make this a kind of conciliatory act.
Remember I need a win for the Gipper in me,
Something I can put under my Christmas tree.
Okay I will admit you win in ninety percent of the cases that is true,
But let me win once in a while and remember that it is because I love you.