The Wifey was fit to be tied.
The Hubby forgot her birthday.
She yelled, 'Don't you dare try to hide.'
'By tomorrow in the driveway, '
'There'd better be a gift that goes'
'From zero to 200, and'
'In 6 seconds flat on the nose.'
Hubby said he did understand.
Next morning Wifey sees a box
In the driveway, but small detail.
She opens it, eyes wide in shocks.
Inside she finds a bathroom scale.
The Wifey doesn't really speak.
The Hubby's been missing a week.
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