Ick On You

I’ll never get the ick on you
It just ain’t in the cards.
Even when you’re old and gray,
Or start to pack on lard.

Through thick and thin I’ll stand by you,
For better or for worse.
And when you take that final gasp
I’ll be your final nurse.

But if your eye should wander,
Or god forbid you cheat.
Best ponder life without me…
Cause you’ll be on the street.

Category: Poetry, Relationships

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