Free Cee I Will Bet He Was a Chubby Hubby

I WILL BET HE WAS A CHUBBY HUBBY I had many extraordinary expectations Some of them out of the ordinary but none out of order You had your own secret obligations Such as a husband, son and a very young daughter Whenever a wretched wind whips and blows Whenever a chill wills me chapped, trapped and cold too Whenever or wherever a loathsome weed grows Whenever these things happen I’m reminded of you I never knew about two children and a spouse Oh yes I did but you swore the two of you were divorced I did, however, once see your quaint sunny yellow house But you swore you saw hubby only when frightfully forced Well that wasn’t the case but I, with certainty, wish it was So here sit I without a sliver of a silver dime You lied because that’s what an unmitigated liar does And instead of meeting you I’d rather have done a long stint of prison time © 2012...copyright…PHREEPOETREE..`free cee!