My wife Mary is the most beautiful woman that ever lived.
Mary has a heart so big and is always ready to forget and forgive.
Mary has stuck with me for some sixty four or more years.
And last night my cross words made
My Mary cry a river of tears.
Last night the heat of then moment caught me off guard.
And the words I exchanged with Mary were mean and hard.
Forgive me my beautiful Mary for the harsh words I said.
It would have been better my dear if I had eaten and digested them
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