Hattrick and wives - two poems
Hattrick is a way of life,
Can't mention it to my wife.
My wife hates Hattrick
My wife hates HT, and she's always mad,
She says I'm a freak, as a husband I'm bad.
When it's time to bathe kids, put them to bed.
I log into HT, watch my team instead.
That she cooks and cleans, she'll always complain,
And since I joined HT, I am not the same,
My evening hours spent staring at the screen,
She can't take it any more, she wants to scream.
Her friends are on her side, saying I'm a fool,
Advise her to apply the "abstinence rule",
"Sleep in another bed, raise your defences,
Keep your legs crossed 'till he comes to his senses".
You can see my problem, the choice is tough,
I want to play Hattrick, I want "the stuff",
Choosing's hard! But I'm here, so figure the rest,
I can not leave Hattrick, Hattrick's the best.
She'll calm down for sure, and all will be fine,
"Leave HT alone"- here I drew the line,
I have to make the team for Saturday's match
And then I'll try to break on her door a latch.
Just to see my players improve their skills
Just to buy a winger until she chills,
Just to sell my keeper, if the price is good,
Just to play some Hattrick, 'till she's in the mood.
Bidwar in early hoursWhen my wife goes to bed and falls asleep,
I turn on my laptop, turn off the beep.
Afraid I'll wake her up, I'm looking back,
If she sees me here, she will break my neck.
I must buy some players for tomorrow's match,
If I want the foes in my league to catch,
I can't buy a nasty fellow, team spirit will fall,
If I lose another match on bottom I will crawl.
Bidwar starts, it takes too long, time is going by,
If she wakes, oh my God, I'm too young to die,
Then she moves on the bed, it's almost a dawn,
My heart banging like a train when she starts to yawn.
Finally I bought a player, other dude gives up,
Now I have a good player for league and cup,
Make match orders, shut the laptop, must be very quick,
Or tommorow for a lunch I'll get spoon to lick.
Oh, I made it, she still sleeps, I sweat like a pig,
Buying players on HT, it's my nightly gig.
In the morning I am crushed, but I must be cool,
"Wake the kids, hurry up, they'll be late for school".
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2014-01-18 15:56:04,
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