Men and Marriage
What is it with some men?
Is this what those nuptials meant?
You are turned into his mother figure,
A holy cow, meals, housework, rigour,
Maybe there's no luck in love,
So much for wedding doves....
"I am not your mother!"
I wished I'd yelled an another,
Maybe I don't know how to train a man,
Maybe a manual should come in a can,
Then you could have twins in tins,
Fully formed, no nappy pins,
Maybe it is the male gender,
They really want nannies for their benders,
Is this what those nuptials meant?
What is with some men?
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