“I Lost My Wedding Ring!”
Grunt, grunt, moan, moan;
Where’s the darn telephone?
Climb over this, climb over that;
Just to find our welcome mat.
Company’s coming; I need to clean;
Now, it’s not really a pretty scene.
Picky are the relatives be,
Got to make an impressive impression see!
I know, I’ll bake an apple pie, coffee to drink,
Awe crap! My ring just fell in the sink.
Down the garbage disposal. It fell right in.
I could hear it hit bottom, what a sin!
I can’t reach it. My hand is too big,
Got to look for the thingamajig.
Long and slender with claws on the end,
It can reach all the way inside and does bend.
I searched and searched — still couldn’t find it,
I’m going out of my crazy mind — just a bit!
Husband’s coming, what do I say?
When he says, “Honey, how was your day?”
Do I break down and cry?
Or, do I say nothing until he asks why?
“Dear, what’s wrong; why do you look so afraid?”
Oh no, here it comes; I’m going to get a failing grade!
I dropped my ring down the disposal, and couldn’t get it out;
Oh God, here it comes, he’s going to shout!
“That ring is worth five thousand dollars and it’s where?“
“In the disposer somewhere!”

“I guess we call a plumber to tear it apart…
I know the ring means a lot to you, sweetheart.”
“I’m sorry, dear, for yelling at you…
Accidents happen, and I can see your blue.”
“We’ll get it back, you wait and see…
I’ll place it once again on your finger, from me.”
“I love you, Dear and don’t you fret…
My love, you’re guaranteed to always get!”
I love you, too.
Authors Note: Love is unconditional and forgiving.

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