Ode to My Wife The Stamper

This is one of the cutest things I've read in a long time... some clever (and patient) husband of a stamper wrote this darling poem to his wife...... wish I could say it was Jerry, but Mr. Longfellow he's not... still I can totally hear him reciting it to me!!!

ODE TO MY WIFE THE STAMPER

She learned to stamp on Monday Her embossing was quite fine.

She forgot to thaw out dinner So we went out to dine.

She brayered backgrounds Tuesday, She says they are a must.

They really are quite lovely, But she forgot to dust.

On Wednesday it was birthday cards, She says the chalking's fun.

Shading, blending & watercoloring, But the laundry wasn't done.

Her card swap was on Thursday, Using green and blue and red.

I guess she really was engrossed, But she never made the bed.

It was Spinner cards on Friday, Using techniques she just adores.

But she never seemed to notice The crumbs on all the floors!

I found a maid on Saturday, My life is now complete.

My wife can stamp the hours away, The house will still be neat.

Well, it is already Sunday, And my forehead's feeling damp.

I cursed, I raved, I ranted... The MAID has learned to STAMP!