Dear wifey
As always you are right
Just by your standards
And these, are your words
You claim to know everything
And yet falter during every inning
Tis time stop trying to be strong
Coz if you were so, why always wrong
I might have erred now and then
But that was more like prank for fun
You took it seriously, your fault
Chill, take a deep breath and move on
To win or to lose is part of the game
If you are in, your fate will be same
You are my sun, moon and star
But for now, I win this tug of war
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