I know you said <br />I can't go bowling <br />And you'd rather I didn't <br />Go out and have <br />A drink or two… <br />You want me to wash <br />And dry the dishes <br />Cause you've got <br />Something else you'd rather do <br />Well dear, I really respect <br />Your opinion… and love <br />The many things <br />You give me to do <br />I even love <br />the apron you gave me <br />And you look waaaay better <br />Wearing pants <br />Than I do <br />So dear, I really respect <br />Your wisdom and <br />I've got a question <br />Or two <br />Have you noticed <br />The clothes line missing <br />Lately? <br />And the concrete blocks <br />Missing from the front porch too? <br />Howsabout we go for <br />A boat ride tonight… and Hon? <br />Does this rag smell <br />like chloroform to you?<br /><br />David Whalen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hon-there-s-a-big-ol-moon-out-tonight/
