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August 10, 2023
I sneaked in the house late last night Couldn't risk turning on the light Tripped over a chair and took flight I felt the smite I felt the smite A bruise appeared upon my thigh Although from drinking, I was high Without having an alibi I'd have to lie I'd have to lie I tried to keep my self-esteem Covered it with expensive cream But touching the spot made me scream A faulty scheme A faulty scheme Wife heard and asked, "What happened here?" I said, "Sorry to wake you, dear." She didn't believe me, I fear I smelled of beer I smelled of beer My suff'ring was not convincing She used curse words without mincing When washing dishes and rinsing I am wincing I am wincing I'll never pull that stunt again Wife threatened me with ball and chain Inside our house, the shrew does reign She is insane She is insane
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