Poem - About Marriage

My husband considers me a nagger

He makes me crazy but I love him so much

But I think I have flavor and swagger

However, our fight was over before lunch

 

He kept me up all night

Bucking, sucking and cussing

Although, it was fighting and loving all night

I consider myself lucky because we were not fussing

 

I didn’t want a war

But I was mad and I throw a chair

And he knew what for

He knows I love him and I care

 

Yet, I have the swagger, swing and sway

Let’s not forget, that I am your wife

Kiss me hard, all through the day

And remember, you married me for life

 

I don’t know but I do know

We communicate through our fights

Love, hardcore, deep and low

We will fight but through the nights

 

But in the day of dawn

I maybe a nagger but I have a certain swagger

And in the lazy afternoon on the lawn

The fight was over, the love was right and I was a nagger