For my good friend, Jonie, on the occasion of steaming up.

Dander’s up – must have her say

Torrential words – flow away

He’s in the wrong, and must be told

To take him on she must be bold.

Speaks her mind, tells it true

Sorts him out – the thing to do

Better off, than on her chest

‘Til she’s done it – there’s no rest

Ah, that’s better – life goes on

Dander’s down – and how she’s grown