Adams Rib - Poem by kipper Stagg
Adam's Rib sat and heard all his cry's, and watched as he wiped all the tears from his eye's.
Constant abuse had made him so sad, was it any wonder he had become so slightly mad?
She had failed in her job to make his mind right, he'd still wake in fright in the dead of the night.
Adams Rib sat and listened to his life, and all of the pressures he'd put on his wife.
but try as she would to pacify, he'd still have those thoughts that his health was a lie.
Adam's Rib sat and wondered in vain that whatever was said he'd still be the same.
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