She wakes up craving sex,
but instead gets up to make pancakes
for the man who brings home the bacon.

He still lies asleep
from his drunken slumber.
She is so unhappy.
opens her mouth to speak,
but doesn't bother.

For if she does she will no longer
have the life that some people tend to fonder.
The nicer things in life aren't free.
So she must stay,
even if it means no dignity.

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