Oscar and Ruth’s relationship was a bit of a mess.
She finally walked out on him, and now Oscar’s Ruthless.
What caused the problem, what was so dire?
To cool their relationship, put out the fire?
They had a spat, quite a few in fact,
Saying things to hurt, without any tact.
Said Oscar, “I must readily confess.”
“That although our relationship was under duress,”
“It’s left me feeling, not only Ruthless,”
“But quite drained and empty, without redress.”
“My feelings, I must control and suppress,”
“My loneliness is palpable, it I must address,”
“I’ll call up Dora Delectable today,”
“To ask if she will come out and play.”

Dora Delectable, who Oscar did like,
Told Oscar to get lost, “Go take a hike.”
“Oscar, you’re a goof, get on your bike!”
Oscar felt wounded, cut to the quick.
“All this interdiction make me feel sick.”
“Being without my most dear Ruth,”
“Is not dissimilar to having a sore tooth,”
“Painful, in the extreme, with no let-up,”
“The whole thing seems contrived, a set-up.”
“To fix that sore tooth, have it pulled out,”
“To solve being Ruthless, there is no doubt,”
“That an extraction should be on the cards.”
“But it would be painful, like glass smashed in shards.”

Oscar gave all this some great thought,
Thinking deeply, just as he ought.
“I’ve never told Ruth any lies,”
“And so I, therefore, can’t apologise.”
“For no apology is warranted, no not at all!”
“To do so would be a lie, a lie to appal.”
“Better to say to her, sorry YOU are wrong.”
“There’s no flies on me, but you sure do pong!”
When Ruth heard this, over the ‘phone,
She concluded that Oscar was accident prone.
“You keep putting your big foot in your mouth.”
“Yes, your mouth is big, your huge North and South.”
“When will you learn how a gentleman should act,”
“Will you ever discover what is meant by tact!”

“Being Ruthless is just not for me!”
Thought Oscar, as he stirred slowly his tea.
“A solution to the problem, yes, there must be!”
“I know, I’ll say to her, so very earnestly,”
“I have something to say, if you are free.”
“What I have to say is, Will You Marry Me?”