Your husband, unfaithful, and five stupid kids <br />Do grow the seeds of despair; <br />You water them amply, chain-eating with greed <br />Cheap sweets. Listen, quit it. Stare. <br /> <br />Your husband detests you. Accept it is true. <br />He needs ironed suits and your dinner. <br />However, he had kind of feelings for you <br />When you were much younger and thinner. <br /> <br /> <br />(П р о д о л ж и т ь ;) <br />All hope is gone, <br />You try to flee, <br />You're dreaming of the deep blue sea, <br />Remembering your honeymoon. <br />But hope is gone. <br />You'll wake up soon. <br /> <br />Your children are craving for stale breakfast pies, <br />Which wasted a couple nice hours. <br />Your husband can't hope with his hair and tie, <br />Your morning is fully devoured. <br /> <br />Brazilian tragedies on the blue screen <br />Appear your only salvation. <br />Most couples discover the same boring scene, <br />Routine is the pain of the nation.<br /><br />April Avalon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/routine-26/
