FRUSTRATED COUPLE

Sadly had his own frustration,

Worked below his fated station,

Just like his close relation,

He schlepped public for duration;

Smoggy London jam-packed roads,

Were something he clearly loathed,

And now he had been betrothed,

Had to keep two of us clothed,

And soon maternity for me,

To cover showing pregnancy,

And had grown enormously,

Ate for two? More like for three!

Sex was now off agenda,

He no longer a contender,

Unattractive female gender;

Unwilling male pretender.