That was Harry
Fishing was his life
Every spare moment
Neglecting his wife
Their 15th anniversary
She bought him a stove
Asked the local Tesco’s
To deliver his food
Friends asked her
Don’t you get jealous
Of all those fish?
No, she said
For without my Harry
Marriage is bliss
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Haha! Great attitude
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Thank you. It wrote itself in my head as I got out of bed 😊
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So cool.
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It’s often the way 🙂
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👍🏼
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🙂
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A woman after my own heart.
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Yea, me too. 😊
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Less is more in many relationships!!
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Oh yes, as you know I’ve said many a time, to be too much in someone’s company would totally suffocate me 🙂
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Amen, Sister!!
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