An Ode To Men

Your smelly socks disgust me

You’ll soon wear the toilet rim

Is it so hard to make a phone call?

Or to tell me where you've been?

Can you please stop acting helpless

So I won’t make you do your chores

And please no muddy footprints

On my hand washed kitchen floors

Can we just have a conversation?

Can you just take the garbage out?

You don’t want me to nag at you?

Then please just help me out!

Last time I checked I’m not your maid

Your, chef, your slave, your whore

Either treat me like an equal

Or make sure you close the door

I was in a particularly bad mood when I wrote this... Honestly I love men... but sometimes.... grrr... I just want to hit them over the head with the toilet seat lol