intentions yesterday were nobly
elevated, being a good helpmate
(or helpmeet, if you prefer) and
moving boxes by the dozen
in the heat, they're quite irritated
that I overworked them,
loudest in the lot being from the
back. We're beat! Bone-tired!
Burned-out. Without a mind to
all that's left for us to do, they
fuss and whine, forgetting that in families,
we all pitch in, so quitcherbitchin,'
Time to take another load.
(c) Ellen Gillette, 2013
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