A Woman's Wrath

During the dark dreary cold winter weather
There’re times of sunshine and warm rather,
So also the moods of a woman you can’t trust
Soft as snowflakes at times or cold hard crust.

Hotter than fiercer fire or colder than ice,
Happy or sad - Oh, you’ll pay the price!
Placid or provoked, she carries a punch
Making the best of us a sore-looking bunch.

Do not step out into this raging storm,
Crawl under the covers and stay warm,
Let the wailing, veering wind pass you by,
Just stay put till you see a clear blue sky.

You may censure me, you may ostracize;
Oh, do review thy lady ere you patronize –
Thus I forewarn the brethren of my ilk,
Fall not for fair face and skin soft as silk.