I Love My Wife, I Love Her So-Will I Be The First To Go? - Poem by Michael Gale
A beast of burden is but an ass...
A stubborn creature without any class.
You may pull and you may push...
But you are not gonna go anywhere,
Even if you kick it super hard in it's
Fat old tush.
Some people are stubborn as he...
You cannot talk to them, they're always
way too busy.
Talking to some people is like talking to
a wall of brick...
I just hate people like that.
They are just usually the biggest prick.
Now i know i usually do not cuss...
But unfortunately this time,
I've missed hopping aboard that patient filled bus.
I sometimes mention to others that of my
better half wife,
She'd lose her head if it were'nt attatched,
I don't have much patience that's for sure...
I'd hav'ta count to a hundred to find a cure.
She, my darling puts up with a lot...
It's up to me, i'm all she's got.
She's so patient-She is my loving wife...
If i was to leave her, She'd have a life filled
with, less of strife.
I love my wife, I love her so..
Which one of us will be the first to leave or go? .
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