Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Poem I wrote

I'm cleaning my art room and came across this poem I wrote back on July 8, 2002....can you tell I don't through anything away....

I think that I shall never see,
A rubber stamp as great as thee.
Your size, your image, your mount, your rubber,
I'm sure you are the one - there is no other.
I can touch you, smell you, see your lines.
Oh what a wonderful stamp, you'll do just fine.
I must have you, it's only money.
Now how to explain this stamp to honey.
But I must have this one. It is great.
I better check out. It's getting late.
On the way out what do I see.
Another rubber stamp calling me.
Now I want two - what do I do.
Take back the first one and keep the other
Or buy both and get money from Mother.

1 comment:

  1. Just made my day reading this poem...too funny...I like the part...now to explain this to honey ; )

    have a wonderful day,