Where is it written?
Does anyone know?
That it's up to us women to cook, clean and sew?
Plan all the menus! Pay all the bills!
Tend to the children, and cure all their ills?
Wash all the
windows! Plan the decor!
Clean up the kitchen! Mop up the floor!
Know within a second where it can be found!
The thousand and one its they leave all around.
Remember all
Birthdays! Anniversaries, too.
Your side and his side--Its all up to you.
Make all appointments for Eye, Teeth and Hair--
And who is it up to, getting them there?
Run to the cleaners!
Go to the Bank!
Stop at the station--Fill up the tank!
Time to start supper??? I'm not in the mood!
I'm simply too tired to think about food!
Just once in a
while, it sure would be grand,
To dine on a meal that I hadn't planned.
And cleaning up after? Of that I'd be free
To sit on my laurels, just watchin' TV.
The house would be
peaceful! The kids wouldn't fight
They'd go to bed quietly--just this one night.
I'd watch the movie, I'd so longed to see,
Without interruptions from my Family.
Nothing would break,
or have to be tended!
Nothing would rip and need to be mended.
The phone wouldn't ring! The pipes wouldn't rattle!
With things cracked or broken, I'd not have to battle!
If dreams can come
true, as some say they can..
Then just once a month: Could I be the man?
No cookin', no cleanin', no laundry, no dust!
No homework, no bedtime--No nothing I must!
Just once a
month--Oh, It would be aces...
If just for one night, with me he'd trade places.
One night a month, Lord, in My Fantasy,
I would be him, and he would be ME
~Author Unknown~
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