MY WIFE AND DOG WENT SEPARATE WAYS
Last year my wife left, and my dog ran away,
Smelly and stink was the dog, my wife a bad cook, they say.
Off to Jamaica I sent her on vacation,
She couldn’t stand my dog, she needed separation.
Money I started sending, she’s not back yet,
This year, to my five children, my love is set.
Beautiful and sweet, their smiles are a cheerful lore,
I hope by next year, I can have five more.
