Redressed
Getting dressed is a conundrum
Doe's this go with that, I don't know
The whole debacle has me numb
That's where my wife steals the show
She doesn't tell me, what to wear when
She just nudges a bit here and there
I'm ready to go out, but then
Crafty questions float through the air
Is that shirt too tight, or will it do?
Was it last night you wore those pants?
I agree because I don't have a clue
But together we're ready to dance!
Copyright © Pat Adams | Year Posted 2018
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