the once sweet one

OKAY I accept your challenge
next one will be on a house wife ...
one who is nagging, 55,
most of the while...

your tummy is so big
tis like you were ninth month in
your beard so grown
your shave a rascalian
gosh smelling foul teeth
use some sweetened toothpaste
wow your nose you pick
like a chameleon

what errors did I make
when I gave unto you,
youthful mistake
all gals make

I vow never to marry you,
if I return your way again
so get out of my sight
give me your purse
divorce I shan't give you
nothing could be worse
I shall deny you myself
that'll be the best award
you dare a woman man
now get lost
else the judge misery
does so lavishly reward