If You Can't Change the Man, Change the Man

With the invasion of the semi-idiot box, the PC, all communication between parents and children and often between husband and wife is routed through the Internet. This ensures authenticity and provides a definite irrepudiability to the statement, just like an affidavit typed on a Remington typewriter by a semi-literate Notary Public and stamped “under oath before me”.

The speaker may claim later, "But, I didn’t say that! Do you think I would say such a thing ever to you?”

“No, Dear! You didn’t say that. Your IP address did.” 

In one such moment, my daughter advised my wife on the latter's timeline, “If you can’t change the man, change the man!” Wife was thrilled. Her daughter had voiced what lay suppressed in her heart all these years. She promptly shared it on my timeline. I like this sharing thing between the online avatars of real people. You don’t have to share anything substantial, nor move any of your possessions from your ownership to another person’s. Yet you have shared. New definitions of virtues and good behaviour, indeed!

Well, here was my on-line answer to “If you can’t change the man, change the man!”

Too late!

Now regret at leisure 

And think of the treasure

That you bagged

When you tagged

The man, Dear Wife!

Who for his life

Wields the knife

That'll cut your sorrow

And all the strife.

The daughter thinks skew

But there are few

Men like her dad

Who won't get mad

At her ways

And for endless days

Will love her still

Even when the bills

Of her shopping

And style hopping

Go beyond his means

And she but preens

So, Dear Wife!

And Daughter Dear!

You can't get a better one

Neither far nor near.