Slob

My wife complains, the way I dress,
Of mismatched socks and other stuff.
But who can tell my socks don’t match?
Not when my pants are long enough.

She told me, my shoes were dirty
And said that I never clean them.
But then she asked how long it’d been
Since the last time that I’d seen them.

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