T’was on a dark and windy night
That Jean Claude arrived back home
Where In drunken stupor
he saw his wife
was not alone
With anger raised
and sword held high
he swung his frame aloft
upon the balcony outside bedroom
where he loudly coughed
“Unhand fair maiden”
Jean Claude slurred
as he strode into the room
grabbing the man with a dangerous roar
that was stifled very soon
Poor jean Claude with spirit raised
from too many bottles of wine
had staggered into the house next door
the house next door to mine
For you see I am his wife
the one left waiting alone
for my wine swilling fool of a husband
to find his way back home
Bronze trophy winner
Adding your comment:
Very funny, enjoyable read 
I had to research Shakespeare for my prompt 
It was fun tho...I think 
good luck in the contest 
