She Makes Me Laugh

She makes me laugh. The way she talks.

It's what she says, the way she thinks

It's how she sways, the way she walks

It's how she moves... a cat, a lynx?

She shouts, she spouts, her eyes pop out

She preens, she struts and then she pouts,

She says it's love - no ifs, no buts -

And then she says she hates my guts

She makes me cry. That sudden rage

The flashing teeth, the look of scorn

All out of nowhere, off the page

She says she's leaving, gone by dawn

Her threats subside, ok, we've rowed

We need fresh air - we hit the bar

She walks straight over to her crowd

And blanks me, I'm left out, bizarre

I can't compete, I'm giving up

They all adore her, out of sight

But then she leaves them, comes close up

And hugs me, saying it's all right

My girl is mad, she's off her head

With her I'm whole or cut in half

Extreme, insane, but, as I've said

I can't explain, she makes me laugh