My Wife's Hairy Chest
When I met my wife, I thought that I was blessed.
But I changed my mind when I saw her hairy chest.
I didn't see her naked until our wedding night.
When I saw her topless, I nearly died of fright.
She has hair all over her chest and it's thick.
I puked when I saw it because it made me sick.
Her chest is so hairy that she looks like Austin Powers.
I have to get away from this woman because things have gone sour.
The judges won't grant a divorce even though I've given it several tries.
If I can't get out of this marriage, I'll have no choice but to poke out my eyes.
(This is a fictional poem.)
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