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Post by Trinna D. on Jul 6, 2013 11:32:06 GMT -5
The Way of a Wife By Edgar A. Guest
She wasn't hungry, so she said. A salad and a cup of tea Was all she felt that she could eat, but it was different with me. "I'm rather hungry," I replied: "if you don't mind, I think I'll take Some oysters to begin with and a good old- fashioned sirloin steak."
Now wives are curious in this; to make the statement blunt and straight, There's nothing tempts their appetites like food upon another's plate; And when those oysters six appeared, she looked at them and said to me, "Just let me try one, will you dear?" and right away she swallowed three.
On came the steak, and promptly she exclaimed: "Oh my, that looks so good!" I think I'd like a bit of it." The game is one I understood. I cut her off a healthy piece and never whimpered when she said: "Now just a few potatoes, dear, and also let me share your bread."
She wasn't hungry! She'd refused the food I had been glad to buy, But on the meal which came for me, I know she turned a hungry eye. She never cares for much to eat, she's dainty in her choice, I'll state, But she gets ravenous enough to eat whatever's on my plate.
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