Our Fiftieth Is In Two Weeks
Our three children have decided to surprise us.
Two could.
The third probably shouldn’t.
Two do not mind mess.
One is persnickety.
I have not cleaned a room in over two years.
I went on strike two March’s past
When my husband brought home nine drum sets
There was no floor space before.
You can barely imagine it now.
And a Marmaduke of a dog has moved in.
He is chewing things up so fast
By the time they arrive two weeks from now
Maybe I won’t have to clean anything.
Come on down! I say. Glad for company.
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