No Respect

I told my wife that I'm a poet
She said, "Okay dear that's great"
I said, "I'm gonna be famous someday"
She said, "Really?, I just can't wait"

Now I don't think she takes me seriously
Mostly by the way she grins
When I start typing with my serious face
That's when her grining begins

I say, "What's so dadgum funny?"
She says, "You type like a little girl"
I said, "I prefer to type with one finger"
She says, "Okay then give it a whirl"

And when I ask her to read it back 
She says, "Sorry, I can't find my glasses"
And before I remember she has 20/20 vision
The moment just somehow passes

I told her, "One day I'll make you proud,
And I'll bring home tons of cash"
She said, "Honey if you wanna make me proud,
Then try taking out the trash"

Well I just keep on writing anyway
Her comments I've come to expect
Mean while I'll keep taking out the trash
So I can get my poor wife's respect
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Loving Iii Avatar
February 26, 2011 at 8:52 AM
Larry we may be long dead when we get recognition. but one thing i assure you we will get it. you and i. your good and i'm sure that i am also. it's just a matter of time. John H Loving III
Taylor Avatar
February 23, 2011 at 8:20 PM
Great one. Larry. LOL Very funny. Enjoyed. Excellent. Ralph
Song Avatar
February 23, 2011 at 8:19 PM
Awesome, Larry! Tell your wife (respectfully) that there are 2,000 folks (many are women) who do enjoy reading your poetry. Keep takin out the trash and buying her flowers. Even tho you are a poet, she just might NEVER KNOW IT!! ha ha. This is very funny! Blessings!
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