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This poem is often wrongly thought to be by Robert W Service. It is published here to the memory of Hugh Antoine D'Arcy, its rightful father.
An Evening with the Bard of the Yukon, July 18 th 2003 at 20.30pm in the Town-Hall of Lancieux, Brittany.
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Published by Webmaster on 07/30/2003 (3259 reads)
My husband is a worthy man


My husband is a worthy man,
    He occupies much space.
He runs the house to fit his plan
    And everything's in place.
He has a kind, forbearing smile,
    He knows just how to treat me;
And yet I wish once in a while
    He would get drunk and beat me.

My husband is a noble guy,
    His sentiments are proper;
He never would forgive if I
    Should ever come a cropper.
He is of such mortal mood,
    'Twould give me joy, believe me,
If every now and then he would
    With some bright bitch deceive me.

Should I attain to widowhood,
    (His heart is weak, I fear)
I'll tell the world he was so good,
    And shed a tepid tear.
Aye, Albert is a model mate,
    He guides  and counsels me. . . .
Yet in my heart oh how I hate
    His damned nobility.

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