Here's to the men! Since Adam's time <br /> They've always been the same; <br /> Whenever anything goes wrong, <br /> The woman is to blame. <br /> From early morn to late at night, <br /> The men fault-finders are; <br /> They blame us if they oversleep, <br /> Or if they miss a car. <br /> They blame us if, beneath the bed, <br /> Their collar buttons roll; <br /> They blame us if the fire is out <br /> Or if there is no coal. <br /> They blame us if they cut themselves <br /> While shaving, and they swear <br /> That we're to blame if they decide <br /> To go upon a tear. <br /> <br /> Here's to the men, the perfect men! <br /> Who never are at fault; <br /> They blame us if they chance to get <br /> The pepper for the salt. <br /> They blame us if their business fails, <br /> Or back a losing horse; <br /> And when it rains on holidays <br /> The fault is ours, of course. <br /> They blame us when they fall in love, <br /> And when they married get; <br /> Likewise they blame us when they're sick, <br /> And when they fall in debt. <br /> For everything that crisscross goes <br /> They say we are to blame; <br /> But, after all, here's to the men, <br /> We love them just the same!<br /><br />Edgar Albert Guest<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-toast-to-the-men/
