Missing Husband
My wife made me write this
With a gun to my head
She told me to type it
Just like she said
She wants me to tell you
Her mom is a saint
To change in your minds
The pictures I paint
Her mom is not ugly
She's a beauty queen
She's the sweetest woman
That I've ever seen
Her butt is not huge
It's really petite
Her breath smells like flowers
Refreshing and sweet
Well, I just can't do it
I won't tell a lie
She'll just have to shoot me
I don't care if I d..
I'm sorry my husband will not be writing anymore poems....
He's went missing.....
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