(For Three Word Wednesday)
Suddenly I cracked.......
Of course, I'd seen it coming;
Was absolutely numbing.
She whined, she sulked, she talked non-stop,
And I found it such a drag.
But, worst of all, as I'd found to my cost,
She was a terrible nag.
She'd told me I was idle
Many times before;
She'd mocked my conversation,
Saying I was a bore.
All this awful nagging
Made living very tough
And, finally, on Friday,
I knew I'd had enough.
We were driving along in the country
When Angelina said
'Stop the car at once!
Those flowers are a pretty red!'
She climbed out with her secateurs
In a very lonely place
I jammed my foot on the accelerator
And drove off at a cracking pace!
(For Jenny Matlock's Alphabe)
Are you a galactophagist?
I am, without a doubt.
That cool refreshing drink of milk
I wouldn't be without.
If you are a milk drinker
You earn this funny title
So knowing what the meaning is
Is absolutely vital.
But there are some, I must admit,
Who find milk-drinking strange;
They think milk is for babies
And adults ought to change.
And it's quite true, in the animal world,
Water is drunk by the grown;
In the wild, milk-drinking adults
Are utterly unknown.
Nevertheless, I'm a milk-drinker,
I love each little drop.
And after drinking it for eighty years,
I don't think I'm going to stop.