She puts on some weight
And they call her fat,
They say she created her own fate
Just think about that,
He eats everything and anything including cereal,
He puts on weight they call him husband material.
Her hair one day turns grey
Then they call her old,
That is what everyone especially the women say
She's not hot or sexy she's also been told.
His hair turns gray and he's called distinguished,
His flame they say has not been extinguished.
One day she might become a grandma
Then she'll not be seen as a fox any more,
Into memories she now will forever withdraw
As she babysits constantly as a chore.
Then one day he will become a granddad,
And all the women will say he's rad.
Randy L. McClave
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