He blundered through snippets,
of their life together, some vignettes,
Seemed he enjoyed being the center,
at times he was like the stentor.
She cringed at his every word,
with every laugh, he was spurred,
Drunk he was with attention,
Alcohol needed no special mention,
Silent she was, thoughts suppressed,
Waiting for the moment, he digressed,
however, wasn’t to happen this time,
As he continued his comedic mime.