A Relish for Confusion

What would a marriage be

Without that cornerstone of democracy

A certain relish for confusion


Any man who craves the neat

Would be happier wed to a haberdashery

Fitting suits with a pin cushion 


And the man who craves the orderly

Should consider a career in the military

Even socks line up for inspection


The man who craves the quiet, finally,

Ought really become part of a monastery

Where silence is sacred obligation


Wives say ‘never’ intending lately

While husbands say ‘later’ intending never

So much for the art of conversation


She buys him tickets to the theatre

He gets her a fly rod for under the tree

So much for art in the conversation


The banker can’t write his own check

And the teacher can’t justify her registry

So much for their financial situation


Mom tells the children go ask your dad!

While dad answers go ask your mommy!

So much for the value of parent education


About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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8 Responses to A Relish for Confusion

  1. lots of chuckles for a father’s day morning – “Wives say never…” is my favorite stanza


  2. SalvaVenia says:

    Bringing up smiles. :D


  3. Morgan says:

    Wonderful Fathers Day verse. Happy Happy to you :)


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