For men who don't Pick on time.

A furious lady bongs,
Trying your call since long
It rang with a caller tune song
Anticipation appends as the tune descends
One cycle ends ,the other followed
Anxiety began,anger swallowed
I then tried a multiple times
But no pickups were the only rhymes
Now countless questions in my mind
A lot more queries ready to grind
Is it due to our last argument?
But apologies for it already sent
Are you toiling at something else
some Grumpy,cranky mysterious smells
What is it ,I don't know
But it made my mind blow
The lady warned,
Don't put it on halt
What exactly is the fault
Pick my call or get it ready for somersault