Love Poem About a Married Couple
Honey!
it's Monday.
It's garbage day.
And sorry my back hurts
please do the dishes.
And don't forget
to take the dog out.
Later
while working
on the bathroom
tile selection
every one I pick
is faulted by her.
She's been watching
those television
remodeling programs
for years
and now thinks
she's an expert designer.
Well, let me tell you
I have 43 years
of experience with her
and I remember
our first year
coming home once
with her surprising me
with a wall to wall carpet
throughout the living
and dining room
with a tiger stripes motif.
We had to rip out
and replace.
Oops, sorry she said.
I just couldn't take
to be on a Safari
twenty four seven.
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