Monday, July 15, 2024

Don’t Cry Over…

The waitress spilled a beer last night

Right on my husband’s clothes.

He was upset, but these things happen,

Sometimes, I suppose.


He went back to our room to change

And rinse his threads of beer,

But everything still reeked

And thus, so smiles would reappear 


A laundry bag was filled up with

His shirts, his shirt and tee,

Which would be cleaned without a fuss 

And naturally, for free.


We left this morning for a tour

But after we returned,

The clothes were hanging, fresh and clean,

The lesson to be learned:


It’s better to have something spilled

On you, like beer or booze,

Not in a restaurant or home,

But rather on a cruise.


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