Peanut Butter Blues

Hubby and I mostly
Eye to eye see
But here’s a few places
We do not agree

For peanut butter I
Like Skippy that’s creamy
But Hubby thinks nutty
And natural’s dreamy

Christmas carols
I like the tried and true
But Hubby likes snazzy
Jazzy and new

For toothpaste he uses
The bitterest flavors
But give me more sweetened
My taste never wavers

An umbrella is something
We never do share
The right height for me
Will poke in his hair

But held up for Hubby
Who’s six feet-one tall
I get as wet as
No umbrella at all

I use three pillows
Big, full and fluffy
One flat, flimsy thing’s
For hubby’s enoughy

We’ve learned to accept
Each other’s quirks
To each his own
A motto that works

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Share and Share Alike

Eighteen years and going strong
But in our marriage, no matter how long
There are a few things that hubby and me
Will never be able to concede or agree

On the peanut butter we use with our jelly
We disagree what will go in our belly
Hubby wants his chunky and thick
But give me Skippy or I say ick

And we each use our own separate umbrella
Because hubby is a rather tall fella
If I hold it where it’s good for I
The ribs are apt to poke him in the eye

I’m a Crest gal, I like the gel
But hubby maybe not so well
He like Tom’s brand, not too sweet
So he uses that after he eats

But really we are a pretty good pair
Even though everything we do not share

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