The Disgruntled Husband Poem by louis rams

you say if it is not your way then it's wrong
I'm tired of listening to the same old song
Two thirds of my life with the same old shit
When are you going to learn to quit?
I want the towels a certain way and this is the way that they must stay!
I just cleaned this damn rug - now it's full of dirt and bugs.
Take your shoes off at the door - I just mopped this damn floor.
Get up off your butt! I need the grass cut.
The hedges are getting mighty high, if you don't cut them they'll reach the sky.
There is a movie on t.v. so your baseball you can't see
To top it off you're putting on short shorts from the fifties
And looking at me kind of shifty!
You have your stomach larger than mine, and you
Can't even find your own behind, and your breasts
Are hanging down and sweeping everything on the ground.
Every time that you sit to eat I see the mold between your teeth
And you want me to get next to you and do the things we used to do?
Well my darling I think it's time that I end this little rhyme.
HA HA LAUGHTER FOR THE SOUL