An ode to my beautiful wife
Who is really the love of my life
In all of our years
We've had so few tears
I can't even remember much strife
Now truly she doesn't like cricket
Or my nose, should I stupidly pick it
And the money I spend
Drives her right round the bend
So my wallet, she's no choice but nick it
Yes, we have two kids and six cats
The latter delieverd two rats
but the oddest thing
They decided to bring
To our house were a couple of bats.
We were drinking and watching the telly
When Becksy cat did something smelly
It happened we saw
Her *** was rubbbed raw
And she needed pretroleum jelly.
When the time reaches much after nine
Unless we've been into the wine
It's off to the bed
For resting of head
Hey that's not your pillow, it's mine.
Our daughters are Issy and Jess
They turn cleanliness into a mess
Whatever we do
By quarter past two
We're under some strain and more stress.
We really do love our great daughters
For all of the things that they taught us
And all of the grind
Gets left well behind
When a hug is the best gift they brought us
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I think she'd had more than enough of my cricket crud. This one came to me with a pleasing amount of ease. However, I'm not entirely happy with the 5th verse.