Poem a day, Day #40*
He asks "Where havin' I placed my spectacles."
His wallet, in place, as well as his testicles.
"Confound my wife, they were just here, she moved'em"
She could have married better, but was sure to improve him.
"Honey, come and let me help with kisses"
Slowly he shuffles over to missus.
Red lipstick applied, and hands on asses,
She plants a big pucker right on his glasses.
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*too many typos to not repost, gfy.
