ODE TO MY WIFE By Valerie Consolo
She learned to crop on Monday
Her shapes were going fine.
She forgot to thaw our dinner
So we went out to dine . . .
She added die-cuts on Tuesday
She says they really are a must
They actually were quite lovely,
But she forgot to dust . . .
On Wednesday it was stickers,
She says the designs are fun,
What highlights! What shadows!
But the laundry wasn't done.
Her journaling was on Thursday
With Pigma pens, including red,
I guess she really was engrossed,
She never made the bed.
It was acid-free paper on Friday
In colors that she adores.
It never bothered her at all
The crumbs on the floor!
I found a maid on Saturday,
My week is now complete
My wife can crop the hours away
The house will still be neat!
Well, it's already Sunday,
But don't call me a great pop . . .
I cursed! I raved!! I Ranted!
The maid has learned to crop!!!
This is so great, thanks for posting it. I loved it :-).
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