Disenchanted

You’re disenchanted with your panties
Fanning blandly in your shanty
Drinking empty cans of bottled beer
And wearing but a black brassiere

Your husband wants to go out, can he
Dirty shirts make him look manly
Half an hour goes by and then
You urge him to stay in again

He gets so fed up with your ranting
Yells, but then ends up recanting
Backing from his failed chance, he
Knows who doesn’t wear the panties…

Daily Hey Magic Number: 62

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