Darn Sciatic
The wife had a problem with me,
h o t m e s s to the hundredth degree,
thinks she can do better,
I’ll go out and let her!
Not my fault I cleared the pantry!
I ended up on the darn couch,
pinched nerve in my back from the slouch,
I need chiropractic,
for my darn sciatic,
then the whole next week I’m a grouch!
She came in crying one evening,
I thought, “YAY! Maybe she’s leaving!”
but she just broke a nail,
now I’m still stuck in jail,
I think she was just deceiving.
I wonder if we got divorced,
would she even show sweet remorse?
I would probably smile,
maybe I should go file?
“WHAT hun? Be home by nine??? Of course…” :(
I think I know just what I’ll do,
go in and tell her we are through!
I’ll take the couch with me,
it’s just so darn comfy,
"yay! Then I wouldn’t have a curfew!"
Just Make Me Laugh Contest
Sponsor: Christine Lehman
Date Written: August 27, 2016
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