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.

4 Responses to “Shel Silverstein on marriage”

  1. girl_in_greenwood Says:

    Awesome. Just awesome.

  2. CGG Says:

    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.

  3. Amy Says:

    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.

  4. dave.s. Says:

    divorce cakes!

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