Friday, November 7, 2008

And THEN he said ...

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I do not have to do for you
The things you do for me
Like cook and clean, iron your jeans
Or make you cups of tea

I do my bit, I go to work
Bring home my weekly wages
I take you shopping every week
To Tesco or to Sainsburys

I don’t put away the shopping
And why I’m sure you know
We’ve only been married thirty years
And I don’t know where things go

I don’t get annoyed when you don’t sit down
And help do the crossword with me
You never hear me complaining because
You’re in the kitchen washing up after tea

It’s easy for you in your office all day
Drinking tea, tapping away on a computer
You don’t understand the stresses I have
In my van, as a motorway commuter

I’ve been outside all day in the wet and the cold
I need to relax with the paper and coffee
So please don’t complain when you get indoors
That you have to set to and cook tea

For I’m easy to please with my meals
You don’t have to spend hours in the kitchen
But because you’re my wife and you love me
Please remember my favourite’s roast chicken!

After I’ve eaten, showered and watched TV
I’ll maybe pop to the pub for a couple
Yes, I know that you haven’t sat down yet tonight
But at least it helps you stiff back keep supple

I get so wound up when you get annoyed
And shout about my not helping you
Because I never complain, do I ever
About all of the things that YOU do

So my darling dear wife
Please just try and see
That you do all of these things
Because
...
You love me!
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