Wizard----What Did I Do
The spread is very nicely draped.
Slipping into my new made bed,
I pause to ponder how it’s shaped
And where my fine top sheet has fled.
I wonder what I’ve done to her.
Why did she put fitted sheet on top
And not the flat I much prefer?
What did I do to make her swap?
I give a muffled little moan
As I’m foiled at every turn I take.
I’m sleepy and tired right to the bone,
But now I lie here wide awake.
At last I am right on the edge
Of falling asleep, but can’t deny
That I must make a solemn pledge
Her wounded feelings to pacify.
I dwell upon my painful plight,
Then give my pillow a good shake.
If I can but get through the night,
I’ll seek the answer when I wake.
For Andrea’s contest
I used draped, slipping, pause, edge muffled, foiled, wake, deny, dwell, pillow
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2011
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