A Poor Husband’s Tragedy

Poor, poor, poor me

still working in New York City

Jiggly man boobs, shriveled pee

Aching shoulder, aching knee.

 

Poor,  Poor,  poor me

 I am a simple man you see

Netflix with movies for free

 A daily home cooked feast for me.

 

Poor,  poor,  poor me 

All I wanted in marriage you see

JLO’s bottom round and sexy

Angelina’s pout thick and juicy.

 

Poor, poor,  poor me

Now you know why I am grumpy

Blessed with a wife so bulky

Bland as thanksgiving turkey.

 

Poor poor poor me!!!!!!

                              Ambreen

 

 

All poems subject to copyright 2018 Ambreen Ahsan
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