Round Robin 1

She remembers her father before he left.
The string of men who faded his memory
made mother and child a bit bereft.
Daddy had become an allegory.

She caught her man a different way;
did the shotgun thing to make it right.
It wasn't long before she couldn't stay
only she knew there would be a fight.

She found a man to share her life.
It was never easy, but they had kids;
she excelled at mother and played at wife.
The bills were paid with barely a quid.

Six darlings later, she hadn't learned
the well-known secrets of fertility.
Her husband, though, had early earned
a champion title for virility.