I Can Make Them Sit and Spin
Other magicians have it easy – mastering paper, cards, lights, and music.
Not me. Never me. Life has always been hard
But am I used to it? No, not in the least.
The only thing I can make magical are mothers-in-law.
Sometimes I do not even know which ones are the mothers-in-law.
So I have to turn my charm on the whole crowd,
And sixty or eighty mothers-in-law come flying up to the stage.
I can make them sit, spin, twirl, levitate and goose each other.
That really gets the audience going.
In Detroit lives one of the best mothers-in-law to manipulate.
My own mother-in-law, so I try to get there a couple of times a year.
My husband cannot watch; he says it embarrasses him.
She will crow like a rooster, bark like a dog
Beg for treats with her tongue hanging out
One year someone videotaped it to show her later.
Her sense of humor was not what I had hoped.
Now when I get to Detroit I cannot use her
For she is no longer my mother-in-law
But at least I do not have to pack a husband’s bags anymore
As I travel city to city, show to show.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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