Crooked spouse

There once was a straight man
who lived with a crooked spouse
She ruminated in agony all day
while he stayed away from his house

In the evening when he came
she assaulted with problems petty
some routine, some others mundane
all with ill-concealed animosity

Over years the barrage continued
while he pretended not to hear
He turned many a blind eye
hoping the problems would disappear

His indifference aggravated the spouse
who thought the situation quite grim
one day while he peacefully slumbered
she so quietly dismembered him

Now he is a permanent fixture
his body nailed to his favorite chair
she is free to air all her grievances
atlast her problems now repaired!

The End

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