(This is a fictional poem)

After I got married, I learned that my wife believes it's wrong to drink.
She poured my beers down the drain and that really stinks.
She believes that drinking is a sin.
I told her I'd kick her ass if I ever caught her doing it again.
She kicked my shin and took a fork and jabbed it in my eye.
The eyepatch I wore made everyone laugh and that's no lie.
I just got a glass eye but it was expensive and it keeps falling out too.
Don't laugh guys. The same can happen to you.