By Elton Camp
Okay, fellows, you better not dare
This poem, with you wife, to share
But if a woman reads it anyway,
“That’s right,” she will surely say
A wife will act nice for a year or two
After that, the honeymoon is through
Things will, by then, start to get rough
As her Mother said, you aren’t good enough
Your spouse will have come to expect
Your words and actions she must correct
With a clod like you, she doesn’t belong
For you are most consistently wrong
But she’ll probably tolerate you anyway
Because it’s easier just to let you stay
Young men, my words you’d better fear
It’s the voice of experience speaking here
© Copyright 2016 Elton Camp. All rights reserved.
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