I combined a joke I heard with a touch of reality and it ended up being this poem.
Give a man a fish;
you’ll feed him for a day.
Teach a man to fish
and you know what they say
He’ll learn to lie, drink lots of beer
and buy a big old boat
Then he and all his buddies
will go some place remote
to spend the weekend goofing off;
not working in the yard.
And his wife will just get even
with her well used credit card.
She’ll buy more kitchen gadgets,
at least one pair of shoes
with matching purse and sweater set.
And since it’s hard to choose
she’ll meet her friends for lattes
and ask what they suggest.
Then they’ll go off together,
with searching for the perfect blouse
and frilly lingerie.
So when it comes to fishing,
all he has to say
is never mind, he’s staying home
to help around the house.
Besides, it’s so much cheaper
to spend time with his spouse.
Jeff Hildebrandt © 12/16/09