Wednesday, December 26

Experience


A young woman
In the kitchen
With wifely obligations
Arms limber
Feet firm
Twenty-three and a half spice bottles before her
Do not let it detonate
Whispers the past advice of mother
She examines the beans
They seem fine
How tedious it is to wait!
The phone rings
She picks it up
How can't she?--it's the hubby
And BOOM!
There goes dinner
Allover the kitchen
Floor
Ceiling
And
More

Written for 3WW

8 comments:

  1. Very funny, and almost inevitable!

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  2. Hilarious poem, my mom went through things like this in the kitchen, only now we appreciate the hard work she did.

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  3. Experience is a fine and messy teacher indeed! Love this Charleen!! :-)

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  4. lol:) have had that happen to me, floor, ceiling and more..

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  5. Adore this poem and the pic. Love how wifey is sitting on the counter.

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  6. LOL! Been there. Bean there. Ah, the good ol' days!

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