Tuesday, January 4, 2011

The One With The Chores.

Dear Lover,

You want me to clean the bathroom?
I think not.
You want me to mop the floors?
You're so funny I forgot to laugh.
Is that a dust mitt you're trying to pawn off on me?
I'll kick you in the knee.

Sweeping, dishwashing, and laundry?
Now, that, I can do.


1 comment:

  1. A friend just sent me the link to your blog after I started a series on my own entitled "Letters to My Nerd in Shining Armor".

    I love everything about what you're doing here. Everything.