when I was married some years ago,
my wife then thought, for some reason
that she was the boss
and I was there for wifely pleas'in
she sleep late everyday, was truely much too lazy
she'd order me to do so many things,
I swear I'd be sure to proove
this lady was d_mn crazy...
I was not allowed any money
certainly not for cigarettes or beer
this seemed to me a little funny
it seemed a little *****
one day she ordered me to do the dishes
after I been ordered to cook the meal,
it seemed to me she was goin' too far'
it seemed just so unreal...
so while she laid in bed munching chips
she was sure I'd do the dishes
she was sure I'd obey her wishes
if I ever wanted to "kipse her luby rips"
well, I may not be so bright,
I may not be so brave,
but, put my hands in dishwater?
I'd rather dig myself a grave...
I told her to buzz off...
and do them all herself!
I mean, I had just done the cooking...
what'd she think? I was the cobbler's elf?
well, we one day parted ways,
and some wonder if these I might miss,
I said- "you mean those miserable old days?
I'd rather bathe in piss!!"
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luby, funny, life, wife, me,
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I can only assume by assumptions are assumeable.
God is not dead, he just seems to be on an extended vacation.
I brought a tombstone pizza to the graveyard- hope they enjoyed.
I only get a runny nose when I'm in the middle of an important job interview, and I
have no tissues! Ugh!
Is it PoetrySoup yet?
The best thing about being stupid is you're too stupid to know you're stupid.
Wild, wicked, weird, wonderful. wow!!
Something tells me I shouldn't look down.
The dead don't pay bills. Guess I'm dead.
I wanna kipse your luby rips.
If I had a brain, I might be dangerous.
Look hard into my heart, and tell me if it's still beating.
Just why do dryers exist on a diet of socks?
When all else fails, we can just quit trying.
Whisper sweet nothings into my ear. That seems to be all I can understand;
nothing!
If I had a hammer, I'd probably have a swollen thumb.
If I had a swollen thumb, I probably had a hammer.
If music be the food of love, lets get right on to the dessert.
Goodbue, my friends, I'll be back soon!!
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luby, confusion, funny, imagination, me,
Form: Burlesque