The bold wife loved to nag.
The old husband was very sad.
He was afraid to talk back.
His hurt feeling was kept,
for a long time in his chest.
Her remarks were piercing like a jab.
So sad, for many nights he silently wept.
It almost led
to a suicidal dealth,
because she gave him disrespect.
Now he can't hear what she said,
because he is growing very old and deaf.
He can't hear even she busted like a gun-powder keg.
He is fully blessed
for his best interest.
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