Sunday, March 19, 2017
Wives
-Old Friend!...though mostly absent...
why the long face?
-I heard you lost your wife.
-Yeah, but to domesticity, not death.
She wanted Ward Cleaver.
-Banished excitement thereby?
-To say the least. Anyway I hastily
married a rock-ribbed Puritan!
-Goodness!
-You'd think too much, but touch her
and she sexually frenzies!
-Contradicting her usual mode?
-We pray before and after, but never
during.
Labels: domestic, Leave It to Beaver, marriage, Puritan, sex, Ward Cleaver
