I hooked at him
with a straight face
and sad, I have to rite a poem
Full on hoomar..
I say to the Musterchef at play
He cooked at me,
and laughed out loud
say in
Hooman life is hoo-man-gas these days.
No work, and no play,
Only coo sins from far away.
He dished it rite
and blue my mind
top ping with hoomar
the fool day. ~payal
I somehow managed to come up with some humour. Much needed in today's time. Grateful that husband just wants me to keep going during NaPoWriMo, and reach the finish line.
Yesterday, being a little rough day for me, with his support I managed to write. Today he gave me the starting line. Gratitude!
with a straight face
and sad, I have to rite a poem
Full on hoomar..
I say to the Musterchef at play
He cooked at me,
and laughed out loud
say in
Hooman life is hoo-man-gas these days.
No work, and no play,
Only coo sins from far away.
He dished it rite
and blue my mind
top ping with hoomar
the fool day. ~payal
I somehow managed to come up with some humour. Much needed in today's time. Grateful that husband just wants me to keep going during NaPoWriMo, and reach the finish line.
Yesterday, being a little rough day for me, with his support I managed to write. Today he gave me the starting line. Gratitude!
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