“Dinner Time”
Sub sandwiches hooray!
My husband made my day.
My tummy is hungry, gurgling away–
Got to stop nibbling nourishment on the way!
Tummy will be happy, it’s being fed.
Hope it’s a good sub, or husband’s dead.
I love chicken and so does Molly:
It makes both our tummies feel so jolly.
He brought me turkey, not chicken—oh gee!
But bless his heart, he tried for me.
I’ll eat it anyway, no need to dread,
Though he’s this close to being dead.
Now to eat turkey with my delightful man,
He brought me food, my anger won’t hit the fan.
What a loving husband I sure have, for doing somewhat right
Saves many headaches or even a food fight!

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