The Apology

 

I’m sorry that I never think

To buy you any flowers.

I’m sorry that I often stink-

I’ll try and take more showers. 

                                            

I’m sorry that I get so pissed-  

I know that it’s disgusting.

I’m sorry that I can’t resist

Incessant crotch adjusting.

 

I’m sorry that I haven’t yet

Become a fit ex-smoker.

I’m sorry for the ton of debt

I’ve run up playing poker.

 

I’m sorry that I crashed the car

And rendered it a write-off.

I’m sorry that I killed your Ma-

Now turn the sodding light off.