Max and Maude

There was no such thing as a perfect couple until Max and Maude. They immediately began naming snow balls – Cherish and Claude. Here is Cherish Maude said, as she lobbed it toward Max’s head. Max laughed and ducked and slid away on a bright red sled. Maude created Claude, Charlie, and Hacky Sack before he got back. He had never met such a woman, she never gave him a bit of flack. You are such a terrific find, he told her. I think you are my soul mate. So, they got married in a Lutheran church at a quarter until eight. They ended up with six children, who got seasonably round. In the summer, of course, the family mysteriously slid underground. They are perfect for each other spring willows and oaks would agree. They loved the fact that they gave themselves readily to every tree.