PHOTOGRAPH In the photograph In the one where you sat, straddled on his lap In your bathing suit He was there (where were you?) He was hot and you were cool, and so removed In the photograph, not the one which caught you laugh Or the one of you in your birthday suit But the one where you sat so removed on handsome's lap Yeah, that was you And there like venus floating by Lightly tethered on a string Mama though you the perfect bride to play out Those scenes from a marriage But handsome did then as handsome does And you knew from the start just who handsome was You said you were "nobody's fool" But you played by all his stinking rules In the photograph, in the one where you sat His Oxford shirt over your bathing suit He knew every string to pull And one by one he'd pull Until there wasn't anything you wouldn't do In the photograph, in the book on your lap Who's the pretty girl with the look unglued? You were there, and that was you You were on your honeymoon When circumstances conspired And you grew very tired long before your time