With Love To My Antonym

I think that saying must be true,

I think it must be fact,

for you and I are opposites

and we certainly attract.

You always take the rubbish out

and no-one does it finer.

And I always go to use the bin

and find that there’s no liner.

You always hoard such useless things;

nothing is discarded.

I only keep necessities

but you throw them out regardless.

You always keep so neat and clean,

washed and shaved and combed.

And I always find my towel’s been used

for wiping shaving foam.

You always put the channel on

that I want to see.

And I always find you’ve changed it

if I pop out to make tea.

Aren’t we lucky, you and me,

such balance in our lives?

I wouldn’t change a thing about

our constant compromise.

(Explanation: I wrote this for my husband on Valentine's Day 2010. Perfect Me is the 2014 update! 
Inspired by: Martin O'Sullivan)