Scream Softly

He makes you want to scream sometimes,

Doesn't he, girls?

Makes you want to place diminutive hands

Around his scraggy neck and squeeze

And shake some common sense into

That yard-thick concrete head.

 

No one ever said that it would

Always be so peachy keen.

That's why they sneak the ominous phrase

"For better or worse" into your vows.

And then they make you promise,

With the foresight of the ages,

To put up with his foolishness

Until one of you is dead.

 

But you took the vow so willingly,

And you mean to keep your pledge.  So,

Scream softly from the mountain's peak

As you approach the edge.

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