I do not iron
I do not sew
Don't ask me to
I'll just say no.
I do not care if your clothes are wrinkled
What do I look like-- Mrs. Kringle?
I do not care that you work
So do I you insensitive jerk.
I will not cook
I will not clean
Do your share
Or I'll get mean.
I am your wife
not your slave
You watch yourself
Or it's an early grave.
I married for love
And not for money
But I will not be treated
With disrespect honey.
So if I must
Do it all
Then off with you
And the lawyer I call.
A very straightforward and honest poem.All women should be appreciated and respected by their husbands/boyfriends.Its hard enough for a woman to give birth among other things.take care
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