Here's to the men! Since Adam's time
They've always been the same;
Whenever anything goes wrong,
The woman is to blame.
From early morn to late at night,
The men fault-finders are;
They blame us if they oversleep,
Or if they miss a car.
They blame us if, beneath the bed,
Their collar buttons roll;
They blame us if the fire is out
Or if there is no coal.
They blame us if they cut themselves
While shaving, and they swear
That we're to blame if they decide
To go upon a tear.
Here's to the men, the perfect men!
Who never are at fault;
They blame us if they chance to get
The pepper for the salt.
They blame us if their business fails,
Or back a losing horse;
And when it rains on holidays
The fault is ours, of course.
They blame us when they fall in love,
And when they married get;
Likewise they blame us when they're sick,
And when they fall in debt.
For everything that crisscross goes
They say we are to blame;
But, after all, here's to the men,
We love them just the same!
The fault is ours, of course. They blame us when they fall in love, And when they married get; Likewise they blame us when they're sick, superb expression great 10++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
How true. It's all my wife's fault! : -)
......nicely penned, a toast to the men is well articulated ★
Nice piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned. It's a lovely poem to me, just wondering why the rating is very low. Thanks for sharing.
K agree... And I am pretty sure we all know who is to blame!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
You can only hold yourself accountable. In life, there's always a decision that lead you to that problem you face. You can acknowledge the forces or situations that influenced your decision. Nevertheless it was your decision you made. Accountability, a great poem.