No money, no honey, by jadia4708au Subscribe to rss feed for jadia4708au

There is always talk of the town
As your tongue is sewn
You are speechless at home
You are pawn in her game


She has made you yes man
You are figure of obedient woman
You are doing whatever she demands
You are more of friend than husband  

You have no money
So you are not honey
You are driven easy
As you are not choosey

You will be shunted from place to place
As she will use you horse in race
If you fail to reach home in time
You will forced to say outside sometimes

Learn to live with situation
Earn and love more in continuation
Show your worth to her and prove
Take her hand with pride and move

Create a formidable position and own
Make big name and remain known
All will respect if you have money and position
This old position may remain at back door and in transition


Women may want husband of their choice
Sing to their tunes and commit firm promise
They will submit only when assured of comforts
They will set aside anything even if there are bad reports

Posted: 2011-09-21 11:22:44 UTC

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