Shel Silverstein on marriage
Tomorrow, I’ll have a serious post responding to the widespread blog discussion of this post about post-marriage weight gain and tying it to Jen’s post about wifestyles. But for tonight, I just want to share this poem by Shel Silverstein.
My Rules
If you want to marry me, here’s what you’ll have to do:
You must learn how to make a perfect chicken-dumpling stew.
And you must sew my holey socks,
And soothe my troubled mind,
And develop the knack for scratching my back,
And keep my shoes spotlessly shined.
And while I rest you must rake up the leaves,
And when it is hailing and snowing
You must shovel the walk… and be still when I talk,
And — hey — where are you going?
From Where The Sidewalk Ends, by Shel Silverstein.
March 23rd, 2006 at 11:47 pm
HAHAHAHAHAHA!
Awesome. Just awesome.
March 24th, 2006 at 12:30 pm
I hadn’t seen the Wifestyles post yet. Geez. I’m not sure what’s more disturbing: that men like this exist or that they can found women actually willing to marry them.
March 24th, 2006 at 1:47 pm
I love Shel Silverstein.
I have to add that that “Got Peace?” blog ad on your sidebar is really creepy looking. Last time I checked that is not how you give the peace sign. And why is that kid shirtless and…oh never mind. It is just weird.
October 14th, 2008 at 2:23 pm
divorce cakes!
http://www.eatdrinkordie.com/blog/posts/3592