My wife made me write this
With a gun to my head
She told me to type it
Just like she said

She wants me to tell you
Her mom is a saint
To change in your minds
The pictures I paint

Her mom is not ugly
She's a beauty queen
She's the sweetest woman
That I've ever seen

Her **** is not huge
It's really petite
Her breath smells like flowers
Refreshing and sweet

Well, I just can't do it
I won't tell a lie
She'll just have to shoot me
I don't care if I d..

I'm sorry my husband will not be writing anymore poems....
He's went missing.....