I'M Wrong...

I’ve been married for some twenty years
And sometimes I make my wife cry.
Now I have a mantra when I bring her to tears;
“I’m wrong; I’m scum; I deserve to die.”

It doesn’t matter if I am right or wrong;
I don’t even need to know why.
When it goes too far, I sing my song;
“I’m wrong; I’m scum; I deserve to die.”

It’s not that I don’t argue or plead my case;
It’s not that I’m a wimpy guy,
But when she starts to wear that hurt face;
“I’m wrong; I’m scum; I deserve to die.”

It’s my way of ending a useless fight,
To achieve that, there’s nothing I won’t try.
Never go to bed being angry at night;
“I’m wrong; I’m scum; I deserve to die”.

So, if you want some advice from a happily married man,
The next time you make your lover cry
Look her in the eye and say, while holding her hand,
“I’m wrong; I’m scum; I deserve to die.”

husbandwiferhyme

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