Inlaws
Blood sucking leeches
They suck until you're blue
Robbing nectar from your peaches
From the day you say I do
They believe you want to fit in
Boy are they mistaken
You would rather swallow phlegm
Than eat the family bacon
To the females, you are prey
To the men, a face to lecture
Derived from a good lay
Preceded by a nice gesture
Once referred to as an outlaw
Rather than Inlaw, you see
Blinded to the stupidity I saw
They laughed hysterically
It's just how the cookie crumbles
After my third rodeo
Every player fumbles
No matter how great the throw
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