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Mind reading could be tricky. This poem did not turn out as I hoped. So I may edit it. |
| If I could read someone's mind I think that would be The man who is my husband, to see what he thinks of me. He thinks that he's so smart I bet he'd fall apart. But when he talks to friends, He says what he intends. He likes to tell some jokes, For the laughs that they evokes. I would say a brand new pun Before his first line is ever done. Or maybe he repeats A story that is obsolete. He may not want to play A game that he agreed to play that day. But feign a big sore neck Just to get me to give him a rain check. I'd offer to let him know That the emergency room is where we'll go. But privacy of thoughts is a special rule For our happiness should be he golden rule And I hope that he can't read my mind Because there are some secrets he should not find. |