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The Crib
My friend said her little darling pulled himself up in his crib. I told her she's lucky for mine’s older and can crawl back in. But mine doesn’t like being lonely and brings another friend. Not in my house I say… as he tries to sneak her up the stairs. Friends with benefits he called it… as I sent him away to school. Perhaps there at College they’ll teach that missing golden rule. My hubby’s favorite crib is in the living room, at night, you see… He relaxes with a blanket while watching late nighttime TV. He says you can’t go to bed too early, for that is only for the old. So I wake him up at midnight and that seems just right, I’m told. But don’t think I’m complaining… For I’m surely not… I fall asleep on the couch next to him before my show is out. And when I usher him up to bed… I usher me up, too. After all we’re not old folks… We can stay up late like you… My father came to visit and met me nap per nap… Now that really began to worry me… For I’m not that old yet! When he heard me say it… He told me, “He’s not old at all”… So I got him a lazy boy recliner, and he watches TV late, so bold. Now I usher my hubby, me, and my father up to bed, late every night. We all seem perfectly content to ignore all the years that we’ve got. Why at midnight you may ask? …My excuse is the nighttime shows. For you see... we seem to wake up as off the air they go.
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