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.
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Not to the chagrin of THIS reader. You are so damn clever!
Have no fear, your verse will be read, and brain excerise is never bad. Liked the 3rd quarter one too. Mama
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