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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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Kiser Avatar
February 16, 2019 at 10:18 PM
Ba ha! I like that, "control connoisseur".
Krutsinger Avatar
February 16, 2019 at 11:54 PM
I know of what I speak, from experience. For sure.
Gilmour Avatar
February 15, 2019 at 2:44 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
Krutsinger Avatar
February 15, 2019 at 3:13 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".
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