Shady Corner

SHADOW SHOT SUNDAY
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SHADY CORNER

My son has a house full of quirk,

Unexpected, yet all seems to work.

Doors lead where we never expect,

And nothing is straight-line direct.

Interleadings surprise at each turn

And the layout is tricky to learn!

A bedroom's beyond this glassed door,

Yet we stand on the sunroom's paved floor!

One step, and, should Greg have the urge,

He can wake, and, still yawning, emerge

To enjoy the first rays of the sun

And drink coffee! The day has begun!

Except he has two little boys

Who wake-up with a great deal of noise

And make a considerable mark

On his life while, as yet, it is dark!

Still, in time, they'll be teenagers! Then,

In no time at all, they'll be men.

When life is no longer so taxing,

He'll emerge and enjoy his relaxing.

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ON-LINE 1930

It's a glamorous job, no doubt,

Using all this modern technology.

And females do it! My word!

It goes against their biology!

They speak in dulcet tones;

Their plugs are deftly wielded;

And awkward questions at times,

Are equally deftly fielded.

Not a hair is out of place,

And no-one thinks of chatting.

It's better than sitting at home,

Learning to cook, or tatting.

They feel the commercial world

Is there at their finger-tips.

But, darlings, can't you see,

It's not doing a thing for your hips!

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