The Genius

Well, I've never been accused
Of ever being too bright
I don't have to think too much
Cause my wife is always right

Even on my wedding day 
Before I could say I do
My wife done said, "You Better"
So, I kinda thought so too

Now I never make decisions
Ain't that right dear?
See?, what'd I tell you?
Did everybody hear?

Now, my wife says, I'm not henpecked
If that's what your thinkin'
And, no, there's no chain around my ankle
So, just ignore the clinkin'

She says, if I will make the money
Then she'll make sure it's spent
The only money I ever keep 
Is what I have to pay her for rent 

Now, I know ya'll think I'm stupid
Well, that just simply isn't true
My wife says I'm a genius
With a perfect ten I.Q.

Now, my wife is the one with the brains
She tells me so, all the time
I know that she loves me too
Cause, she tells me, I'm one of a kind

Well, she says it's time to end this poem
So I guess I better go
And I still know what you're thinking
It's not because she told me so
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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A  Avatar
June 30, 2010 at 9:51 AM
FAR TO AWESOME ANOTHER ENJOYMENT.-SKAT
Taylor Avatar
April 14, 2010 at 7:16 AM
That's gross henpeckery!
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