MARRIED MAN HOME ALONE AT NIGHT

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Soda crackers, sugar cookies, Mickey’s malt liquor

Almost as good as bourbon only you get sicker

Dough ball in the gut, diarrhea from the butt

Canker sores, dry lips and your eyelids shut

Is there any better way to pass the time?

Than thinking up a way to rhyme

Only if someone shared it

Even just a little bit

My missing spouse

She left the house

I

Guess

I’ll share it

With

My

Two dogs and cat

Problem is, they’ll get sick too, oh well

Time to pack it in; I’ve got it all down pat

And just before my wife comes home and gives me hell

Poetic license, she never gives me Hell

ã C.K.R.

22 MAY 03