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The Control Connoisseur

• She was a control connoisseur. • Her hair was afraid to move. • Church ladies called her daily to ask permission • To move a basket of flowers • To open the Baptists' refrigerator • To use the blue pitcher left by the last minister’s wife • Her scotch tape was afraid to tear wrong. • Her husband had to raise his hand to go to the bathroom. • So glad he did not raise his hand to ask for children. At least they were spared the control connoisseur.

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M. L. Kiser

Date: 2/16/2019 10:18:00 PM

Ba ha! I like that, "control connoisseur".

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 2/16/2019 11:54:00 PM

I know of what I speak, from experience. For sure.

Ann Gilmour

Date: 2/15/2019 2:44:00 PM

Oh dear such an ogre and I love the lines "her scotch tape was afraid to tear wrong" and "her hair was afraid to move". In fact I love the whole poem! Kindest thoughts Ann xx

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 2/15/2019 3:13:00 PM

Thank you Ann. I move classroom to classroom and seldom see this kind of teacher, for this type is so Type A. When I do, even their pencils do not roll if I open their top desk drawer just to "peek".