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SHE- WHAT WOULD I DO WITHOUT HER

She doesn’t like, my music
She doesn’t like, my songs
She doesn’t like, my boems
And, she doesn’t like, my thongs

She listens not, to my wishes
She listens not, to my plea
She listens not, to my wizdumb
And, she listens not, to me

She tells me, what do
She tells me, what to say
She tells me, when to go
And, she tells me, when to stay

She tells me, when to laugh
And when, to shed a tear
But when she tells me, when to pee
That’s when I say, “YES DEAR”
BOEMS by JA 47

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weirdelf

weirdelf

7 years 2 months ago

Cool! I got a giggle from this, thank you

and it has more depth than it seems. It's true that people with partners live longer as someone looks to their health, and as Socrates said-
"By all means, marry. If you get a good wife, you'll become happy; if you get a bad one, you'll become a philosopher."