
Soon after my wife and I met,
She mentioned how she really wished that
She could afford a riding lawnmower.
She was a single gal that worked all day
And was often tired in the evening
When she got home from work. So, being the handy sort of guy that I was, I made her a riding lawnmower. I guess I thought that
She would squeal with delight And give me a big hug. To this day,
I have never been able to understand
Why women are so darned hard to please.
Thanks Kath.