A Liverpool Housewife’s Secret Confession

As for me, I could sit and listen to The Beatles all day long, but according to me mate, that’s totally wrong
He expects to see me in the kitchen, cooking up a stew and then off to the green grocers for a vegetable or two

On then to the market and then for his pint, alas for me if I ever should be so defiant

Hey now, be sure and hie it to the deli
For some salami to satisfy me belly

Oh well, at least I can catch the lads on a rerun later on the telly

By Sheila Bernstein