Sunday, January 15, 2012

Dinner Party Poem.

Thanks Christina and Mike for having us over last night,

If I had to cook it would have been a fright.

It makes me feel old, but a dinner party is just so right.

TC and Annaleigh played with crayons but did not fight.

Gwen chilled quietly, much to her parent's delight.

The little ones liked each other, what a sweet sight.

The camera necklace is awesome, so happy it's not a kite.

The wine was a flowin', I'm glad it wasn't white.

The end.

Whatever...rhyming is way harder than it looks.

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