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A Perfect Match

Eats soup and slurps Drinks beer and burps In sinks he spits His toothbrush, the pits His socks have holes His shoes, no soles His shirts are faded His wardrobe's dated I've heard him curse His grammar's worse Thinks a compliment Is a bad accident His smiles don't last His heyday's passed His health's not great He's overweight... But he's my husband And I dearly love him Like me, he's perfect That's why we clicked!

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Kim Rodrigues

Date: 8/26/2019 4:48:00 AM

Very funny, Gershon!

Gershon Wolf
Date: 8/26/2019 11:46:00 AM

Thanks, Kim! :) gw

Caycay Jennings

Date: 8/26/2019 1:53:00 AM

I laughed throughout this poem of well-written, tight lines that delivered much imagery to amuse me. Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Gershon Wolf
Date: 8/26/2019 11:46:00 AM

I wrote it especially so that women could have a good yuk!! :) gw

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 8/25/2019 7:05:00 PM

Your ending line says it all Gershon. I had to laugh at some of the habits I disdain. Very amusing! : ) xxoo

Gershon Wolf
Date: 8/25/2019 8:08:00 PM

I can just picture a lady with class (i.e., Connie Marcum Wong!) grimacing at this one! Thank you for the telling feedback. Best always, Gershon

Ronald D Thompson

Date: 8/25/2019 4:59:00 PM

Absolutely love this poem. Could be me! Best poem I have read in a while. Brilliant Sir! RT

Gershon Wolf
Date: 8/25/2019 5:12:00 PM

You know, it takes a certain a certain kind of person to appreciate this kind of stuff. And you and I are that kind of person. (Rare air, I say!! LOL). Thank you so much for the enthusiasm, RT. Best wishes, gw