Work and Home
work, my work, i hate my work
it drives my wife berserk
i get home late at night
and then we start to fight
she calls me names I won't say here
we'll have to discuss it over a beer
but suffice to say, it's really no good
she diddles the whole neighborhood
Contributors: | Anon., Nym, Francine, F. |
Poem finished: | 24th July 2003. |