Marriage..works?

When I go to work,
I meet a jerk..
who is married..
and always worried..

He hates going home..
not that work is his norm.
his wife the show stopper..
a talkative, fat, avid shopper..

he cribs..marriage, it never works..

My phone rings..
a sad story my friend sings..
I dont want to marry she cries..
My life will be all deep fries..

my freedom is gone, she reasons..
busy all seasons..
manage four parents instead of two..
so many things to do..

she cribs..marriage, it never works..

I smile to myself..
these people need help..
I am distracted by another married goose..
ogling at a hot lady with another loose..

Hot Hai yaar!!..he gives a sigh..
wish my wife could die...
I shake my head in despair..
a damage beyond repair..

he cribs..marriage, it never works..

hey gal!!..comes in my pregnant friend..
whose complaints have no end..
of her mother-in-law..her husband or the ever wailing child..
cooking,cleaning nothing too mild..

she cribs..marriage, it never works..

I look at the picture on my desktop..
my hearts skips a beat and a hop..

my life..never under the knife..

because of him..my ever loving man..

marriage..with its ups and downs..

its concepts so twisted because of ignorant clowns..
love and adjustments go on..
its a relationship simply sown..

My phone buzzes again with a ring..
a concerned voice other side coming..
You are late..shall we order something today?
I smile ..he understands , and he knows what I will say..

I say.. marriage for me..it always works....