The Man Poem

I am a man and that’s what I am. I shave my face and firmly shake hands. I cut my hair short and kiss my wife’s face. She melts in my arms as we firmly embrace. I hate to go shopping or talk on the phone and the projects she asks for don’t ever get done. I never have need to read from a map I always know exactly where I am at. I mow the yard and take out the trash and when I have an itch I always do scratch. Yes I am a man and that’s what I do best. I drive my wife crazy and to this I confess.