I Can’t Explain That

Marriage is great, so they say

‘n I'd like to concur in some way

But my wife just up and left today,

So, I can’t say much about that.

When we was wed, her family taunted

That she'd get the things she wanted.

They even said the house was haunted!

Now what kind of start was that?

I never asked for fancy dishes:

Burgers and fries is all I wishes.

I even let her clean the fishes!

Yuh can't ask for better ‘n that.

I bought a beater for the rugs;

cleaned the drains when they got plugged,

‘n there really weren't too many bugs.

Not too many places like that.

The glass-ribbed washer was the very best,

‘n hand-cranked clothes made little mess.

Why she left is anyone's guess.

I can't explain actions like that.

The outhouse seat was sanded well.

She ain’t had a sliver in quite a spell.

Now she tells me to go t’ hell!

I'm at a loss about that.

I’ll have to ponder just when and why

Things began to go awry.

Until then I’ll really try

To explain something like that

My advice to a prospective hubby:

It matters not if you’re plain or chubby,

Just treat her right, and don’t be grubby.

At least I know about that.

 © J.Graham Ducker