Terry, I didn't know you are this bad.
Just yesterday you swore you would obey.
Jerry, you sound so biblical! It's as if
you're a page I tore out of the Torah.
Gosh, where do they make them these days?
These husbands that wear white shirts.
They are like you, you know. No creases
on the shirt and trousers, but the heart!
You can hide four concubines in it,
for the fifth one would yell to the foolish
five and say she does not want to go
all the way. Yeah, she'd tell them about other
five.
Jerry said' 'I told you to count your words. See!
I wish more people would write like you a great piece with humour and irony no not and Ironed shirt thanks for sharing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is a beautiful poem with humour having stunning expression and nice diction. Thanks for sharing.