The "poem" was actually lyrics from a really bad Frank Sinatra song called "I Love My Wife." After hearing the tune on the car radio, he came home, looked it up online, printed out the words and launched into his tribute to me.
Here's our favorite part.
Like bait that wrigglesYou can understand why we both cracked up during his touching moment.
And it makes catfish bite
A lady jiggles
And my eyes gotta light
Upon so sweet a sight
And if I shake
Break out in spots
Don't fret, it's not swine fever dear
Your swine has merely got the hots
If rosy lips invite me
Well, that's life
But just in case you couldn't guess
I love my wife
I have a feeling he's going to be saying to me, "Your swine has merely got the hots" for a very long time.
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