My Rules

If you want to marry me, here’s what you’ll have to do:

You must learn how to make a perfect chicken-dumpling stew.

And you must sew my holey socks,

And soothe my troubled mind,

And develop a knack for scratching my back,

And keep my shoes spotlessly shined.

And while I rest you must rake up the leaves,

And when it is hailing and snowing

You must shovel the walk… and be still when I talk,

And—hey—where are you going?

This is a really funny poem. If someone wants to marry this guy, well they got a lot of work to do. I know I wouldnt wan tto marry him.

The feelings in this are confident and surprised. This dude is really confident for saying all this stuff to this girl. Aso he is probably surprised because she walked out on him... hehehe :   ).

The shift is when she walks out on him and he says " hey-- were are you going? Because he really didn't expect that. Also it turned the whole story around.

My opinion on this poem is that before guys start saying all these things... read this poem. Also see what this girl does... ya that could happen to you.

I might recommend this to my friend. But probably not...