Herbert Nehrlich 2 - Gender Issues

The wife, still peeling rootabagas
is thinking of a trip to Vegas.
Next room her hubby making noise,
he still behaves like all the boys.
She checks, what are you up to sweet
I'm killing insects, clean and neat.
Have you succeeded yet my man?
Oh yes,5 dead ones in the pan.
Do you my love, distinguish though
between the sexes, quid pro quo?
Oh yes, three were the female type
two of the scruffy males, all ripe
for death as found here in this house,
so do not worry, lovely spouse.
How can you, father of my son
determine gender, honeybun,
oh that is easy, two sat here
on top of my big can of beer,
the other three, relaxed and prone
were on the kitchen telephone.

Herbert Nehrlich 2

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