She was young and in charge, getting some promotions
Moving up the ladder, and losing track of life
With the pieces on track, yet having living strife
As cold-hearted worker, feeling no emotions

Looking for a husband, with walls wearing wrangler
Trying to find quick fix, and settling for losers
All wanting her body, with mindful abusers
Giving up all her hope until her old angler

Being comfortable without a desire
With vacations abound, as spoiled to the riches
Caring for the easy life with brewing her switches

Knowing that the future, as modern caregiver
She gives up on these spoils to find an alternate
To someone with huge heart and can handle her straight