Lament of the Stamper's Husband

found this on a blog somewhere--too cute not to share

Lament of the Stamper's Husband

A Poem for the Stamper's Spouse

She learned to stamp on Monday.
Her embossing was quite fine,
She forgot to thaw out dinner,
So we all went out to dine.

She brayed background Tuesday,
She says they are a MUST,
They really were quite lovely,
But she forgot to dust.

Wednesday it was birthday cards,
She says they are such fun,
Shading, blending, watercolors,
But the laundry wasn't done.

Her card swap was on Thursday,
Using green and blue and red,
I guess she was engrossed,
For she never made the bed.

It was shaker cards on Friday,
Using techniques she adores,
But she never seems to notice,
The crumbs on all the floors.

I found a maid on Saturday,
My life is now complete.
My wife can stamp the days away,
The house will STILL be neat.

Well, now it's come to Sunday,
And my forehead's feeling damp,
I screamed! I raved! I ranted!
THE MAID HAS LEARNED TO STAMP!!!

--Author Unknown-