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Cricketswife... a poem for you!
Hope you like it! Cleaning Poem I asked the Lord to tell me Why my house is such a mess. He asked if I'd been 'putering', And I had to answer "yes." He told me to get off my butt And tidy up the house. And so I started cleaning up... The smudges off my mouse. I wiped and shined the topside. That really did the trick... I was just admiring my work... I didn't mean to 'click.' But click, I did, and oops I found A real absorbing site That I got SO way into... I was into it all night. «Sigh» Nothing's changed except my mouse It's very, very shiny. I guess my house will stay a mess... While I sit here on my hiney. |
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that's cute! i
it! ![]() thanks! and thanks for the other little thing in my email! i really liked that!
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![]() thank you =Mrs.AiNokeA=!! If you save one dog you won't change the world--but surely the world will change for that one dog. "Anybody who doesn't know what soap tastes like never washed a dog." -Franklin P. Jones
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