Mairrage And Divorce? ... Poem by Michael Gale

God bless those who write, and read...
Without any
thoughts of revenge, or greed.

On days once thought happy and nice...
Only glad that most days, we're not forced
to eat only fish, and rice.

Let us all not stumble in our daily lives...
As long as we remain bachelors, without any wives.

Being married, is all, that is fun...
As long as we remember, down
the aisle, not from, we, should not run.

The married life is such a treat...
Full of happily, ever after, juiciest, meat.

Meat that we taste as love in heart...
Taste buds, sweetened, not we, to depart.

There are no worms inside this wedded apple...
No problems that we need to face, as grapple.

Love is the word we face and meet...
Loneliness, deserted, and finally of it,
loneliness, we beat.