Now Thomas James was not about to run and hide,
He’s spent many sleepless nights tutoring Leslie Ann.
For her to think she could utterly toss him aside,
He’d show her she can’t just order and demand.

When he met her, she couldn’t identify the periodic table,
And now with all his help, she ranks third in their class.
Yes, he’d fix little “use and leave them” Miss Leslie Ann,
And while he is at it, he is going to have a blast.

In the lab, she deliberates and tosses her arrogant head,
Thinking Thomas would simply bury his head in the sand.
Smirking with suppressed glee, he heads toward the door,
To place a much-needed call to the easygoing Mary Ann.

Mary Ann listens as Thomas tells her what’s been going on,
She thinks of the women who admire Jonathan’s sex appeal.
Her mind races wildly, this one seems more determined,
But there is in her serenity, a will made of steel.

She knows her husband’s confidence is at an all-time low,
And the wretched wench somehow must’ve figured it out.
A surge of anger rages through her, but she breathes in
And smiles. It’d been a while since she’d engaged in a bout.

Thomas, believing he is vindicated, heads back to the lab,
But one look at the vixen, his heart she continues to hold.
Her fine skin, spiky eyelashes and beautiful flaxen hair
Play havoc with his mind, how can she be so cold?

Thomas doesn’t know how much more of her he can take,
So goes home and sits, hoping he can devise a plan.
True, Leslie Ann is conniving, malicious and often cruel,
But he believes she is no match for the sweet 'lil Mary Ann.

Mary Ann, loved by many in the small university town,
Volunteers at St. Luke’s and clerks at the City Hall.
She's a queen of a woman if certain lines aren’t crossed,
But if you toy with her family, be prepared to take a fall.