Like many poor married fools,
I sometimes break Wifey's rules.
A senior moment, perhaps,
Or some kind of memory lapse.
You forget to do one of your chores  
Or some duty supposedly yours,
And then there's ALL hell to pay,  
And you hear ALL about it ALL day.
And it's absolutely no use
To think up some lame excuse.
So I thought of the DEAR LEADER this time,
And I PARDONED MYSELF  for the crime.
And DONNY, I'm just a poor jerk,
But believe me, this trick doesn't work!