My Wife

poem by: Keith Jepson
Written on Nov 12, 2016 

My wife...bless her
Thinks its an art 
to make me look smart
but then says she isn't complaining
she gets the iron out (no messing about)
the steam is so hot its amazing
she presses my clothes like nobody knows
the steam belching out like a geyser
I have to stand still tho' its burning like hell..
just to bloody well please her
let me get to the point..I wouldn't swap her for owt
I love her to bits shes a gem
the only thing is (dare I complain about this)?
she irons my stuff while I wear them!

 

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Allison Green commented:
It was hilarious and well written. I loved it.
Frank Hornby . commented on Jul 18, 2020 at 8:31am
Hahaha.....I like your style of poetry Kay Jay.......love the humour...👍🏻

 

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