Your Thing (Love Story 11) Poem by Marvin Brato Sr

Life at most time is mundane
routinely goings-on bear no gain
especially like you who are sociable
need to do your thing as capable

Being an extrovert you easily get bore
hang about at home never to you a score
so you resort to cigarette to consume the time
or slumber all day even without taking a dine

You seem naive in marrying me
by taking me for granted each day
like a shadow I clean up your rubbish
love enthuses me though you're snobbish

I can't afford to hurt your feeling
by not letting you do your thing
though it meant to be hard on me
won't stop me loving you everyday