Not up to Scratch - Mary Coughlan

Your arms were never meant to aim to hit

Your fingers fold too easily to fists

Your eyes don’t need to be as cold as this

Ease those lines around your tightened lips

You’re looking well as you are well aware

As always you are searching for the catch

You’re totally involved with your affairs

And really darling that’s not up to scratch

My love was always played with in your game

I satisfied your vanity again

You loved me loved me not and more is the shame

I was blind and followed you in vain

While rolling in your arms I learned too late

You had somone on the sidelins of this match

You exercise your conscience while I wait

And you excuse your conduct with panache

You let yourself be swept right off your feet

And not expecting anything so rash

I cried myself to sleep you paid no heed

And really darling that’s not up to scratch

You simply fell into another bed

And then you started cheating her instead

It really made no difference what she said

You came back to me so easily led

So now that you are back with me again

I hope now that this time you have met your match

'Cause really darling it’s not up to scratch