THE HIGH COMPLAINING VOICE

With a whine she says

It’s all your fault not mine

With a bark he says

I shall draw blood

With a passive tone she says

Why do we bother?

With a growl he says

Don’t talk like that to me

With a sharp tone she says

You won’t discuss my view

With a low tone he says

Not a word more

With a high complaining voice she says

Your view is crazy

With a cold tone he says

You don’t listen anyway

With a hiss she says

You don’t make sense

You have nothing to say

With a cold silence the ice descends

and the murder begins.