Grave Wedding Vows
Happy is he who with foresight
Weds the woman of a grave site--
Six feet under who coolly repose,
Obedient, and least of all to divorce.
Never will she wake
Your life miserable to make,
Never will she whine
to venture out and dine.
Content to wear a cotton shroud,
She'll not fret and talk back aloud;
Dead quiet, not one to nag you ever
for a wardrobe of silk, satin and fur.
Don't let anyone tell you otherwise
To find some peace before your demise;
Aware was He who made the woman
Only to restrain the free spirit of man!
Copyright © Abdul Malik | Year Posted 2014
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