American Wife

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    American Wife
    My husband works outdoors all day
    his muscles fairly bulge
    while I, hausfrau, indoors do stay
    my desires I indulge

    Lunch with the ladies upon my whim
    we meet once, twice a week
    then off I go, to the gym
    to keep me at my peak

    For pushing vacuum, broom or mop
    will not the sagging of bottoms stop
    so to keep on playing with hubby's money
    I must maintain his pot of honey

    Though the biggest bulge I'm interested in
    is green and crisp and paper thin
    I for my part will obey
    and take care of the 'equipment' on which he plays

    Such is the story of the American wife
    who makes pleasing her man her entire life
    I know what he needs, what I need as well
    more allowance please, I'm low on Chanel!!

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    simoneaugustus commented on American Wife

    06-12-2010

    LOL! Very clever and witty poem! Love the rhythm and the ending was fantastic!
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    Jedi4Jesus commented on American Wife

    07-15-2009

    Very creative and well said of a wife playing to please his man.
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    mdpoetgirl commented on American Wife

    06-16-2009

    Funny and fun to read... thanks for sharing! ---------------------------------------------------------
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    WordSlinger commented on American Wife

    06-16-2009

    I love this, this is golden, Smiling the whole time. This should be read by every young women in America, A very Good right, SK, :)
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    lightcourier commented on American Wife

    05-07-2009

    Liltingly hilarious! Good work. Fantastic!
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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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