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	<title>The Family Poet &#187; Married Life</title>
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		<title>She Got There!</title>
		<link>http://www.familypoet.com/2009/12/28/she-got-there/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 11:00:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[They were having a graveside service For his wife who’d passed away. He felt sorry for the preacher, Hunting for nice things to say. When the sky abruptly darkened, Thunder and lightning filled the air. He said as they ran for shelter, “Well, at least we know she got there!”]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>They were having a graveside service<br />
For his wife who’d passed away.<br />
He felt sorry for the preacher,<br />
Hunting for nice things to say.</p>
<p>When the sky abruptly darkened,<br />
Thunder and lightning filled the air.<br />
He said as they ran for shelter,<br />
“Well, at least we know she got there!”<br />
<img src="http://familypoet.com/graphics/She-Got-There.gif" class="center"> </p>
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		<title>Fishing Trip</title>
		<link>http://www.familypoet.com/2009/07/01/fishing-trip/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Jul 2009 03:53:32 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Married Life]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Poems for Grownups]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.familypoet.com/?p=1465</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[A wife should let her husband have At least one fishing trip a year. She’d really been quick to approve; My wife is such a thoughtful dear. The next Sunday morning early, I got quietly out of bed And placed a tender loving kiss On top my dear wife’s sleeping head. I grabbed my trusty [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A wife should let her husband have<br />
At least one fishing trip a year.<br />
She’d really been quick to approve;<br />
My wife is such a thoughtful dear. </p>
<p>The next Sunday morning early,<br />
I got quietly out of bed<br />
And placed a tender loving kiss<br />
On top my dear wife’s sleeping head.</p>
<p>I grabbed my trusty fishing gear,<br />
That I had packed the night before.<br />
I had a cup of coffee first<br />
And then went to the kitchen door.</p>
<p>Thunder, lightning and rain met me.<br />
My fishing plans were now quite dead,<br />
So I quietly got undressed<br />
And joined my sleeping wife in bed.</p>
<p>I whispered that &#8220;It’s raining hard.&#8221;<br />
She answered as she squeezed my arm,<br />
“Can you believe that my dumb husband<br />
Is out there fishing in this storm?”</p>
<p><img class="center" src="http://familypoet.com/graphics/Fishing-Trip.gif" alt="" /></p>
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		<title>Not For Sale</title>
		<link>http://www.familypoet.com/2009/06/17/not-for-sale/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 21:10:44 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Married Life]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Southern Humor]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The farmer’s young wife, May Bell, Nagged him daily as a rule. She thought her husband lazy And she hated his old mule. May Bell took him lunch one day And walked up beside the plow, A bit closer to the mule, Than good prudence would allow. The sheriff said that the mule Fatally kicked [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The farmer’s young wife, May Bell,<br />
Nagged him daily as a rule.<br />
She thought her husband lazy<br />
And she hated his old mule.</p>
<p>May Bell took him lunch one day<br />
And walked up beside the plow,<br />
A bit closer to the mule,<br />
Than good prudence would allow.</p>
<p>The sheriff said that the mule<br />
Fatally kicked her in the head.<br />
(Just in case you didn’t know,<br />
&#8220;Fatally&#8221; means she was dead!)</p>
<p>At the wake the women told<br />
How much they would miss May Bell.<br />
While the men asked the farmer<br />
If his mule would be for sale.<br />
<img class="center" src="http://familypoet.com/graphics/Not-For-Sale.gif" alt="" /></p>
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		<title>That&#8217;s When She Hit Me</title>
		<link>http://www.familypoet.com/2009/04/18/thats-when-she-hit-me/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 18 Apr 2009 20:36:21 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Married Life]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Quickies]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[All I said, “It would be neat If you’d make less noise When you eat.” How was I Supposed to think, That she was plunging Out the sink?]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>All I said,<br />
“It would be neat<br />
If you’d make less noise<br />
When you eat.”</p>
<p>How was I<br />
Supposed to think,<br />
That she was plunging<br />
Out the sink?</p>
<p><img class="center" src="http://familypoet.com/graphics/Thats-When-She-Hit-Me.gif" alt="" /></p>
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		<title>Valentine Gift &#8211; For Ruth</title>
		<link>http://www.familypoet.com/2009/02/14/valentine-for-ruth/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2009 21:09:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It’s said that if I really care, I’d have you sent A Teddy bear. Or that the thing That I should do, Is have a star Named after you. Or if I’m really One cool guy, Pajamas are The gift to buy! But to express My love is hard, Since I forgot To buy a [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It’s said that if<br />
I really care,<br />
I’d have you sent<br />
A Teddy bear.</p>
<p>Or that the thing<br />
That I should do,<br />
Is have a star<br />
Named after you.</p>
<p>Or if I’m really<br />
One cool guy,<br />
Pajamas are<br />
The gift to buy!</p>
<p>But to express<br />
My love is hard,<br />
Since I forgot<br />
To buy a card!</p>
<p>So just believe<br />
Me when I say,<br />
This really is<br />
Your special day.</p>
<p>Cause I believe<br />
You know it’s true,<br />
That my old heart<br />
Belongs to you.</p>
<p><img src="http://familypoet.com/graphics/Valentine-Gift.gif" class="center"></p>
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