Saviodsilva


Neil O'Hara-Smith
Poem

The Childbirth Demon

My wife gave birth last night,
But Jesus what a fuss!
All that screaming and a wailing,
You know guys - it wouldn't happen if it were us.

I told this to my missus,
Told her to take it like a man,
She fixed me with an evil glare,
Said I would understand...
I'm going to teach you a lesson she said,
You'll be visited tonight,
By the female demon of childbirth,
She'll show you what it's like.

Well my wife woke the next morning,
And looked at me in bed.
And laughed, as the demo had taken my bottom lip,
And pulled it over the top of my head.

Neil O'Hara-Smith


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