French Leave
No longer wilful woman hides
Behind a law that over-rides
The dicta of her lawful lord and master.
And, they who fain would lift a hand
To erring wives, now understand
That they invite no subsequent disaster.
So, be the boss in your own home;
And, should a naughty missus roam
Unheeding, let no fear of gaol unman you.
And, in the good, old-fashioned way,
Thrash her. The law declares you may.
he only question now-a-days is - Can you?
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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