MY WIFE

I love my wife very much,and I've gone to length to explain this before,And whilst she is the "perfect wife",she has her faults(as do we all).She smokes,she sometimes blows wind and blames the dog,and speaking of the dog,she always seems to avoid picking up its mess.But there is one more---fault

THE WIND KISSED THE LIPS
OF THE LEAVES ON THE TREE
AS THEY FLUTTERED ON HIGH
IN THE BREEZE.
THE CRASH OF THE WAVES
THROUGH THE MIDNIGHT HAZE
AS THEY BREAK ON THE SAND
OF THE SHORE.

THE HOOT OF THE OWL
THE NEXTDOOR DOG HOWL
AND THE NOISE THAT MAKE
ANGELS TAKE FLIGHT.
LIKE THE CREAK OF THE FLOOR
AS YOU WALK THROUGH THE DOOR
OF THE HOUSE,
IN THE MIDST OF THE NIGHT.

I COULD TAKE ALL THIS RACKET,
LYING SNUG IN MY PACKET,
WHERE I'D STAY IN THE WARMTH
TILL THE MORN.
BUT,INSTEAD IN MY HEAD
ALL I HEAR IN MY BED
IS THE SOUND
OF MY LOVELLY WIFE SNORIN'

HAVE YOU YET TRIED TO MUFFLE,
A PIG SEEKING TRUFFLE?
OR DOGS FIGHTING OVER A BONE ?
SHE MAKES SUCH A DIN,
THAT I USUALLY GIVE IN
AND FIND THE SPARE BED,
----- ON MY OWN.