Asking someone else for a line for Toads

Over at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, our hero Corey suggested we ask someone else to provide a line with which to start a poem.
So I asked my husband, when he came home from refereeing high school basketball.

Silly me.
He first suggested "my husband is such a wonderful guy" and when I said "no way" he changed it to "I am such a lucky gal" and then went off to have a shower.
I tried. I tried his first suggestion, and came up with:

my husband is such a wonderful guy

I can’t think of anyone wonderfuller even if I actually try

his humility is exceeded

only by his modesty

followed by a couple of seriously uncomplimentary lines. Not nice. 

Then I had a go at his second suggestion. Still not particularly complimentary, but at least I wrote more than half a dozen lines.

I am such a lucky gal

my husband is the perfect pal—

he doesn’t listen when I talk,

at my suggestions he will balk.

he leaves open drawers and doors

and seldom sweeps or mops the floors,

he chews gum beside my ear

so no other sound I hear.

when we, together, watch TV

and there’s something he can’t see,

he will question blind old me

despite my cataract surgery.

however, I think I’ll keep him, despite

the number of times per day we fight

he’d be difficult to replace alright

because who else could stand the sight

of me in the morning, hair all messed,

teeth in a jar, and Kay not dressed?