To the chagrin of all you readers, I'll be trying to put my posts in verse. Not all, don't worry.
It'll help me keep in shape, I think.
Here's the first, inspired by how stranded we felt a week ago when the buzzer stopped working.
Ring For Service
Our doorbell and our intercom
Have buckled under stress;
The stress of endless ringing from
The mail and UPS.
We cannot talk, we cannot hear.
When friends stop by, we’re rude.
And now we face our greatest fear:
We cannot order food.