Put Her First!

Put Her First!

( Modify instructions if you have children 🙂 )

A while ago life wasn’t going well

Try as I might, just felt like hell

Cars were broken, computers crashed

A hand was wounded, hopes were dashed

 

Home was crumbling, work was too

Dreams were dying, my heart was blue

Got the symptoms, didn’t know the cause

‘Til someone revealed a simple law

Got a lover or a wife?

Want your world to work?

Every day of your life  

Put her first!

 

Even if you doubt

Or fear for the worst

Even if she shouts or pouts

Gotta put her first!

Put her first!

I got friends and family

Lots of responsibilities

Stumped what to do and how to relate

‘Till I got my priorities straight

 

She’s number one, family number two

Work number three – I’m not so blue

Friend’s number four, chores number five

Earth number six – I’m starting to thrive

Sometimes it seems too hard

Sometimes you hurt

Go ahead, let down your guard

Put her first!

It won’t be a curse

If you want her moon and sun

Then put her first!

Put her first!

Had plenty excuses, I’m a busy man

But what I do, says who I am

My talk was big, now my walk is tall

I make time for her and enjoy it all

 

That’s the scoop if you want her as a wife

Give your all, get a charmed life

Don’t fret about you, you’re in good hands

Spirit always cares for a loving man

You might be insecure

Or about to burst

Keep your intention pure

Put her first!

 

It may seem radical

Don’t ask why it works

It’s purely practical

To put her first!

 

Your life will be delight

From now to the hearse

You’ll see that I’m right

When you, put her first!

So, put her first!

Put her first!

That’s the scoop if you want her as a wife

Give your all, get a charmed life

 

Don’t fret about you, you’re in good hands

Spirit always cares for a loving man…

 

The Trimester Triathlon

The Trimester Triathlon

The Trimester Triathlon – The Trimester Triathlon

Runners and racers, Pacers and Knicks

Raiders and Lions, rackets and kicks

Skaters and skiers, fast Nascar rigs

Takes ten ESPN’s to keep up with the gigs

 

Marathons now are just not enough

For men to show others just how they’re tough

Iron men I tell you as strong as you be

Your contests are nothing compared to mommy!

The Trimester Triathlon – The Trimester Triathlon

Then labor and birth and nurse round the clock

Without enough sleep, she’s the real jock

The Trimester Triathlete – The Trimester Triathlete

Lasers and tasers, phasers and guns

Tall towers, nuke power, poaching for fun

Millionaires, billionaires, piled so high

Daredevil dreamers dry, wet, or sky

 

Impressive you are, oh, fill up the ‘zines

You are the wizards behind the machines

But deep down you know no matter your feats

Compared to a mother it’s all an easy street!

The Trimester Triathlon – The Trimester Triathlon

No man can do it – it takes a womb

A nine-month warm-up – then non-stop care to the tomb

The Trimester Triathlete – The Trimester Triathlete

Men meant to be hunters and protectors of the tribe

Shamans and craftsmen who keep us alive

All serving the mothers who all serve the kids

Who grow to be elders in the cycle of kin

 

We need men’s power and presence for sure

Need their hearts, minds, and passion so pure

Not squandered on sports and cliché accolades

In a misguided quest for eternal fame

 

Some say competition brings out our best

But cooperation is a much greater test

So, keep up with that mother who’s truly all-in

Then victory is (y)ours we all win-win-win!

The Trimester Triathlon – The Trimester Triathlon

No gold medals – or championships

Just precious human lives and real relationships

 

The Trimester Triathlete – The Trimester Triathlete

No one can do it – it takes a team

So the trimester triathlete can enjoy her dream