Черт побери, а это оказалось невероятно просто!) Но все равно, не судите слишком строго, но критикуйте) Мое первое творение на английском. Хотя я не уверена, что сама бы, без задания смогла бы написать это. Все-таки рамки - это иногда хорошо) Но только не для французских и русских стихов. В них я должна быть свободна)

To become a brilliant wife
And to lead a married life
You should have a patient mind,
Leave your maxims far behind.

You should listen to your mate
And don't shout at any rate
When life bothers you a lot,
But it's not his very fault.

To become a lovely wife
You should not cause bitter strife
Between you and husband's mum
Even when she is a bum.

You may not agree with her,
But put factions in a stir,
You must be a silent nurse,
Who may utter blaming curse
Only when his mum is out
And you'll do yourself a proud.

You must be a perfect cook
To keep husband on the hook
He should have a tasty feed
And may not want other treat

You might not feel love at last
But remember: in the Past
You enjoyed his smile at least
And could keep a fragile peace.

And when you're alone in bed,
Don't pretend that ackes your head,
If you marry any man
Deny sex for you is ban.

There are many other points
But if take them all and joint
It may be too huge to read
Rhyme's already big indeed.

And I shouldn't mention all
Just because tear down a wall
Is much easier than dive
In a happy married life.

Ыыыыы))))