He wants to turn the furnace up;
She wants to turn it down.
The battle goes on endlessly
Though neither makes a sound.
Their constant readjustment of
The thermostat goes on
With sly manipulations when
One thinks the other’s gone.
Their love life’s growing chillier
With every passing day,
For neither’s giving up the fight—
Each wants the final say.
The scorecard shows that neither wins;
There’s no chance for a draw
‘Til he decides it’s time to chill
And her heart starts to thaw.
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