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He Stepped On My Finger

He stepped on my finger,
So I bit off his toe.
He screamed and threw fits
And told everyone I know.

He tripped on my knee,
So I gave him a welt
He was shocked beyond shock
That I used a big belt

He hushed me but once
For the repercussions were not pretty
We married one night
In the bright town of New York City

He knows what he’s got
For I have hid nothing from him
He rarely touches me,
Knowing I will not take it as any kind of a whim

He stays in his place,
On his side of the bed,
He barely breathes sometime,
Full knowing my stead

He once raised his hand
As if to give me a slap
But then he remembered 
And pretended to clap

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Date: 4/9/2019 10:53:00 PM
Great way to vent the "Scary Caren"! hahahaha! I LOVE that last part, "He once raised his hand/ As if to give me a slap/ But then he remembered/ And pretended to clap"! HILARIOUS!! ;D Yet another FAV for me...
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Rhona McFerran
Date: 4/10/2019 12:50:00 AM
Oops, too late! ...he probably saw your master-plan in the comments! (If I don't hear from you, I'll know you & Trixie ended up in there instead!) ;D
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 4/10/2019 12:29:00 AM
My husband has not read this one apparently. I am waiting for him to confront me. I have a little cabinet to push him into with a lock. Ha!
Date: 4/9/2019 3:10:00 AM
Love this unique and original Panagiota
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 4/9/2019 5:54:00 AM
I love it when my evil terrible mean side comes out in the form of a poem; so much nicer than if I actually DID these things.