Domestic violence

All bandinages I brook and my wife's jibes,
I like her solecism. I don't laugh  while she speaks,
Though all people who hear her laugh!
Her tongue is full of bloomers, yet I don't laugh!
   "You bunk off  and fail while I shoulder the burden"
     My wife says.
"Stop", I blubbered, "Please leave that squalid place,
Come neat. Speak no foul"
Her crimson face, red, red eyes, palpitation,
Uncontrolled breathe.  All terrible.
Afraid, I decided to throw up the sponge,
Yet she turned a blind eye.  Words came rushing,
"Domestic violence!  You will be prosecuted!"
She went off the hooks.
"I will complain.  Now,  this moment,
I can't pocket such insults!"
She had the authority of money, more than me,
She brings everything to us,  So I was wrong.
I wanted to appease her.  "My chicken!
Foresake me not!  I'm ever yours, dear."
I wanted to dally with her, cool her.
She should not break with me.
I praised and praised feminism,
And had a very close shave!