Packing for a Louse of a Spouse
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First he gets three shoes; none of them mates.
And my yesterday's steak on a blue dinner plate.
I will throw in a wet towel to make sure his clothes mold.
Am I being diabolical? No. Just a tiny bit cold.
He is going on vacation to sit in the sun.
I want to make sure to spoil most of his fun.
Why he cannot pack himself one way or another
I truly blame on his overbearing indulgent sweet mother.
In goes an onion, to play havoc with his underwear.
I have dyed them pink too, to show that I care.,
In goes a tiny mouse I found, and a cracker so pure.
I know he'll have a great time now, oh yes, for sure!
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