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'' Being A Man Is Such A Chore ''
My wife complains when I let one rip,
She says it breaks her heart,
The smell she claims gives her gyp,
Don't women ever fart?
She says I have the loudest snore,
While she is placid and gentle,
Her cry is I can't take any more,
Claiming I drive her mental.
She moans about skid marks on my pants,
Screaming they are covered in poo,
I'm fed up listening to her bloody rants,
Don't women go to the loo?
She says I'm filthy and never wash,
I know that's a blatant lie,
After it rains I look quite posh,
I look better wet than dry.
She claims one day I'll grant her wish,
To rid the kitchen of grease,
I always lick my bloody dish,
Don't women ever say please?
She say's the toilet's in a mess,
My patience you are abusing,
My sanitary habits give her stress,
While I find them quite amusing.
She says I have such stinking feet,
With global warming there's a link,
They smell a bit like rancid meat,
Don't women ever stink?
I must provide love on demand,
Even though I'm never that keen,
It's really getting out of hand,
Women can be really mean.
Headaches she says are just an excuse,
As is my bad back,
Our ego does get such abuse,
Of sympathy there is a lack.
Men have feelings too you know,
You've hurt me to the core,
You fill our lives with nothing but woe,
' Being A Man Is Such A Chore '
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`` Being A Man Is Such A Chore ``
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